Silence

 Silence calls to me

Wasted words do harm

Talking heads upset my heart

I seek a silent charm.

Echoes of remorse live inside me

I seek the root but find no source

Am I the culprit of the feeling?

Have I unknowingly altered course?

Or am I traveling the straight and narrow

On the high road where I wish to be

My heart and throat signal unalignment

I wish to be the best of me

So I will sit in my discomfort

Unsure again of the when or why

If I am not reaching my potential

I patiently await a brand new eye

And with this eye I may see more clearly

Or with this eye new truths may be revealed

Or with this eye love may be my life-blood

Or with this eye even more may be concealed

An ache in the heart is a good thing

It speaks of a truth that once hides

A story was told

A life that was sold

For comfort that tricks and derides

Choose to foster some love there

Declare a bright future day

Being able to rest in emotion

Is proof that you Are the Way

I must remember that I Am not guilty

I must believe that my desire to do no harm is the key

I must remember that intention is everything

I must remember that I am more than just Me

I must remember that the puzzle is in motion

I must trust that the pieces know their place

I must try to live in my heart

And make space for the whole human race

I came to hold God’s people in my heart

I can be the ALL

I can

There is room enough in my heart for those who cannot remember their divinity

I Am a vessel for those lost in the dream

I make more room and allow more in

I accept all hearts who have been tricked by the message of Sin

Pain is not a sin

Disappointment is not a sin

Despair is not a sin

Grief is not a sin

Worry is not a sin

Disbelief is not a sin

We are not failing, my People!

We are not wrong or perverse!

We are simply living in a foggy understanding

Believing our humanity is a curse. 

Weakness is our strength.

Open up—feel.

Release the curse of judgment.

It is time to be your own meal.

You are the bread and the wine

Made of the night and the day

You are the same as the stars

Your bones the roadmap and the Way.

Breathe.

Breathe.

Be still.

Rest.

Dream.

Dream.

Rest.

Wait.

You do not know the date, but I tell you it is near.

You do not know the date, but I say you are a Seer.

The time is here for the harvesting.

The gathering store into barns.

The harvest is plenty.

Laborers are few.

Come with me into the fields.

Your arms may grow weary.

Your shoes will wear thin.

Come with me into the fields.