How could I forget,
for even a breath?
Slowly it slips
away into spaces
hidden in me
and I forget that it is there.
Watching over me.
Waiting on me.
To take it back into my lungs.
Into my eyes.
Into my touch.
Waiting for me
to expel it in every way
that I experience my daze.
This Universal Love...
My soul, it bathes in this
and yet,
my feet will step,
my body will move,
and my mind forgets.
ππΆπ΅ π©π°πΈ π₯π¦π¦π±ππΊ π π₯π°π―'π΅ πΈπ’π―π΅ π΅π° π§π°π³π¨π¦π΅...
I want to remember
all of those moments
when love was what carried me
over mountainous hurts;
through wastelands of self-hate -
self destructive tendencies
were buried by this
ever-knowing love.
And that is what brought me
this far.
That is why I've conquered
my war.
ππΌππ² is why I know in
my heart.
That everything is beautiful,
π’ππ π±π’π³π΅π΄.
Universal Love
ππ existence.
And all parts
of my resistance
were so I could learn
of Love's persistence.
So,
May we never disregard the beauty,
simply because
our minds feels threatened.
May we see past the veils
that keep us guessing.
And may we remember:
We can find perfection
only in the definitive acceptance
of all that is,
ππ¨ ππ© ππ¨.
βͺοΈ micalight βͺοΈ
Mar 8, 2016
Mar 8, 2016 at 12:15 AM UTC
How could I forget,
for even a breath?
Slowly it slips
away into spaces
hidden in me
and I forget that it is there.
Watching over me.
Waiting on me.
To take it back into my lungs.
Into my eyes.
Into my touch.
Waiting for me
to expel it in every way
that I experience my daze.
This Universal Love...
My soul, it bathes in this
and yet,
my feet will step,
my body will move,
and my mind forgets.
ππΆπ΅ π©π°πΈ π₯π¦π¦π±ππΊ π π₯π°π―'π΅ πΈπ’π―π΅ π΅π° π§π°π³π¨π¦π΅...
I want to remember
all of those moments
when love was what carried me
over mountainous hurts;
through wastelands of self-hate -
self destructive tendencies
were buried by this
ever-knowing love.
And that is what brought me
this far.
That is why I've conquered
my war.
ππΌππ² is why I know in
my heart.
That everything is beautiful,
π’ππ π±π’π³π΅π΄.
Universal Love
ππ existence.
And all parts
of my resistance
were so I could learn
of Love's persistence.
So,
May we never disregard the beauty,
simply because
our minds feels threatened.
May we see past the veils
that keep us guessing.
And may we remember:
We can find perfection
only in the definitive acceptance
of all that is,
ππ¨ ππ© ππ¨.
βͺοΈ micalight βͺοΈ
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