behind my mask
I'm in here way down deep
I hide the soft spots
A walking contradiction
that makes sense
as they are all fully me
*****. idealist. mother.
lady. *****. child.
******.
all me
the ****** *****
the angelic urchin
the ability
to see
that my
complexities
are vastly universal
as if the entire human race
resides within me

The smell of sage burning
The quietude of a mind in meditation
Hearing the voice of my soul within
That deepest part of me arise
Heart chakra visualization
All is alive
Unified with the great mystery
My troubles fall away from me
And once again
Serenity

gripped in the illusion
I create my own delusion
sometimes having a choice
is too much **** work
it's far more easy
to endlessly complain
and blame
my state of mind
on
YOU.

if you try to tame me
I will resist until death
if you let me be free
and encourage me to fly
eventually I will see
the wisdom of landing
on my own accord

I am not yours to tame, control or change
your only hope of changing me
is to let me fly freely
to allow the universe itself to teach me
in the natural order of things

your best hope is to love me
just as I am
enjoy me while I'm here
for in trying to control or change me
is like trying to **** my soul
which no-thing can do
you cannot contain me
I now fly free

some days I go about
as if everything is holy
holy is the wind
holy is the smile on the cashier's face
holy is
holy
other days I go about
and think
god, who?
who is this god, and why do I think with such reverence
upon a being that does not exist
this is not holy, this is ****
such is the life
of an athiest
who had a conversion
she did not
want.