I don’t need to be special today
I am free from the burden of me
The great death is no funeral
But a dance in the heart of the sky
Where I drop the weight of wanting
And step into the light of now
Love isn’t a thing to be captured
But a river that flows through all
Achievement is not a mountain
But the air I breathe with ease
Perfection is not a mirror
But the joy of being cracked
In losing myself I am finding
The world I was too blind to see
I inherit the earth and its wonders
The trees, the stars, the laughter
And now with nothing to clutch at
I hold everything in my hands.
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Lovely nature we are a part of and need to loose our self in to appreciate. A wonderful write
Thanks Soren, I appreciate your feedback
Bravo
The pain of all that grasping!
"Love isn’t a thing to be captured
But a river that flows through all." Great work.
Some of the lines are too good for prosaic appreciation
"Love isn’t a thing to be captured
But a river that flows through all
Achievement is not a mountain
But the air I breathe with ease
Perfection is not a mirror
But the joy of being cracked " - almost takes us into the relam of philosophy. Loved it very much
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