THE TURNING TIDE
Ocean’s ebb and flow
It’s the way to go
Keeping all exposed
Bring it up to the surface
Set those thrashing thoughts free
Cleansed by the waves
Of your compulsions, your inner state
To find your place in whole-ness
In awareness, if you dare.
Trying to piece together the clues
Of your many hues
Shaped and misshaped by
Judgements coloured from the
Living rainbow of your worlds:
Your views, your news
And sometimes the blues.
Tough though the times may be
It’s all been for you and it’s been for me
An understanding, a study
In what It takes to be
In this, your world of duality.
You will know it
The answers you seek
All comes to Light now
At the quick
There’s no turning back
The tide’s too strong
And the grand old mother
She’s been waiting too long.
Sunday, April 5, 2015
POEM: THE TURNING TIDE
Posted by Goldsalchemy at Sunday, April 05, 2015 0 comments
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