My mind is abuzz, Like a hummingbird does. It can't be still, And it was my will To make everything so, Because how will I know The outer limits of my essence Without spiritual lessons? Self-taught, fear not, Happiness is sought Through a curious burn. The lessons I learn From engaging my mind, Is that I am not blind To tuning into frequencies, And avoiding delinquencies With each new experience, Learning to control delerience. My inner being thirsts For a gift labeled a curse. I want to break these chains, Be more than insane. I want to be free To be the real me. Every great individual Has ideas that are sensational. So say what you will, I will have these spiritual spills, That shakes where I dwell, And brings me out of my shell. I have the right to engage With my mind, uncaged. Hummingbirds die If they are caged inside.
Much needed writing session at the nature preserve.