I am love but know not love...
I am free but know not freedom...
I am born but know i not die...
I can walk but know i not run...
I can see but know i not hide...
I must release this old burden, weighing on my heart heavy...
Drowning me in deep sorrow, for all the wrongs I have inflicted...
For all the wrongs I have so suffered...
Endured in lifetimes, long forgotten..
Carried forth now, for all to hear...
Brought forth now, for all to listen...
Brought forth now in great remembrance, this lifetime forgiving...
Learning present to let go...
Turn the ego toward the Light...
Choose the pain to drop away...
Gift all hurt to Pachamama... it feeds her...
Breathe the Light she gifts back within Ayni...
Feel the sorrow wash through, feel the tears now turn to joy...
Open your heart once more to laughter, feel your joy light up the sky...
Your soul is clear and now rejoices...
Let this go, move through this, your day...
- sourced through weaver © October, 2011