Opening the door
letting the breeze in
learning each time I do,
the bits get scattered
the wind is talking
taking what it wants
moving it to where it should be
rushing past me in a vortex
knowing the weakness of doubt
that it brings to my heart
my brain becomes splattered
colors against the idea wall
more useless energy spent
piecing all the colors together
the basket of inception keeps filling
honest intentions spilling out
you were good at spotting me
you were right to say it was so
I am not here for the decisions
I am here for the now and then
riding the wave of joy into the future
letting that carry the love of it to me
washing away the useless collage of sorrow
your eyes in my mind soothing this vision
I am working on me
working on being free
let it be baby, let it be
it all lies in our hands
waves of the universe
keep the current strong
allow me to see what it is
give me your strength to let go.
and be free. to breathe. to love. me.
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