My Being

Waking up to Being Human.

My Spirit longs to return Home
My Spirit longs to awaken Me
My Spirit longs to hold me Tenderly
My Spirit longs to show Me

My Soul lifts my body into Light 
My Soul is forever bathed in Holy Light 
My Soul is always here and yet it is There
My Soul is forever beaming only Light

My Heart is moving in all Ways 
My Heart is where it all Begins 
My Heart holds me as it Plays
My Heart whispers there are no Sins

My Mind is quiet as the day Breaks 
My Mind is lost within a simple Spell
My Mind wonders about my Heart Aches 
My Mind is lonely as I go back to the Well

My Eyes see a Mystery that comes in View
My Eyes being trained to see deeper than Before 
My Eyes question the very Sight of You
My Eyes can take me through the Hidden Doors

My Being is here yet maybe not for Long
My Being watches as the tables start to Turn
My Being learns of all that has gone Wrong
My Being grows with every lesson Learned

Reviews

[elamarillo]

Wow - very interesting piece. I especially like the structure. I'm not sure if this was intentional, but it's interesting how it transcends from spiritual (spirit, soul) to physical (Heart, eyes etc.). Great work!

[Healing Star]

Elamarillo, thank you for your comments and understandings, I did not realize what you pointed out here. Most of my writings, and pretty much all of my most interesting pieces just flow through me. There are energies, I think mostly Ancestors that come to me wanting to be heard. I don't hear them in language, it is more a feeling and then I write down what this feeling speaks to me. It is hard to describe it, but it is beautiful, it is real, and I don't know why it happens. Someone told me why, he said it is because I am the beauty that they are. I still struggle with accepting that, but slowly my heart is opening to this possibility, my heart is opening to all possibilities.