As a child when others hurt me
I’d sit among the ashes that enraged me
As an adult when others hurt me
Into my soul I’d turn and
Into the fire their heart would burn
This life it seems is a trial by fire
The Holy Ghost I pray to carry me
And into the shade of the divine I lay
Yet stand in the face of travesties
To turn and walk in grace
In the shadow of humility
In the battle of truth’s aftermath
A player, a piece, a pawn
to be so moved
at will
by my Master’s hand
Until into the box
of his heart
I am placed
My final
Rest to Race
[to hurt no more…
for those who hurt others
hurt themselves so much more
and when the hand of grace
plays their turn
into the furnace their truths shall burn
to go and sin no more in time
a river of peace to the free
shall be to those purified
by trial and fire, a diamond in the rough
shall shine
to hearts residing in the divine
a light so beautiful and magnificent
it scintillates and radiates
love at every turn
to be knighted
upon a joyous return
the hollowed heart
the hallowed soul
is home
hurt not others
lest ye wish to burn
in the afflictions you create]
September 30, 2017
Notes upon reflection of what is written above:
The more I contemplate on these matters…of the heart…I wonder if it is the heart that gets us in trouble…and if perchance some things extraneously seeming to be unrelated that have crossed before my lenses perchance could be related, such as being told…a “secret” is one must obtain their soul, and men’s hearts are evil, and you have no heart….could it be we are to burn our heart out in the quest to seek truth and in that process our soul takes form…could it be not so much heart and soul, but heart then soul…just thoughts….nothing solid….just contemplative thoughts…
What if it is our heart that guides our ego…thus if we remove our heart, perchance our ego is removed, and then the soul finds its home in the hollowed out place our heart used to be….thus this resting place becomes a hallowed sacred ground, fertile for soul to reside…and for it to lead us eternally…? energetically…?
Like when all the desires of the heart have burned and coursed through your veins in this life…what more is there…when the ego thinks all is lost, is when the beauty of the gift of the soul returns to give new life.
it’s a paradox….to be so one with desire…it burns….until it burns no more (is let go/the ego impetus) to where true light then shines forth the truth…a radiant soul…???
perchance a universal soul….
resonance…