What Lies Beneath

In the pit of my being lies a dormant flame,

A perfect life awaiting, ready to reclaim.

The gifts I seek reside within, awaiting my embrace,

A pool of awareness and aliveness, a celestial space.

But oh, distracted I become by triviality,

Lost in the maze of life's mundane banality.

Caught up in superficial tasks, I forget to truly live,

To delve within, to touch the spirit God did give.

A secret whispers softly, unfolding in grace,

Divine essence nestled within, a sacred place.

To find my inner light, I must let my mind be free,

Allow thoughts to float on by, not controlling, just letting them be.

Today I understand this truth, crystal clear,

The gold is not in taming thoughts that interfere.

The gold emanates from what lies beneath,

When the mind is stilled, a precious moment, brief.

For in that stillness, a symphony unfurls,

Silent whispers awaken, the soul gently swirls.

Ethereal beauty, like a shimmering moonlit sea,

Revealing the essence of what it truly means to be free.

So, I'll journey within, embrace the silence of the soul,

Embody the spirit that longs to make me whole.

For within me lies the secret of divine creation,

A treasure untapped, awaiting my revelation.

The perfect life awakened, shining bright,

A dance with the universe, a beacon of light.

Gifts boundless and overflowing, for me to uncover,

As I surrender to the truth, to the inner world I rediscover. ("What Lies Beneath") by Courtney Weaver Jr.