To be wed ceremonies Traditionally brisk time Wintery- divine sacred rituals She elevates every success to the Sublime Inner power bells of chime
Sometimes resistance Need more patience
Internal flame Solstice Too many humans come with a price looking into envision unto whatever will-do Internal flame nowhere to be tamed Who is to blame no red carpet Why do they call it fame?
Winter Solstice chilled wine Shared/unpaired/homebound On- our- own- time Christmas time prayer of hope Feeling land-locked on tight rope All disguises internal flame bruises Masquerade party
On a deserted Island all booked But where are the people shell- shocked
Dreams are dangerous internal fire Sleepwalked no life desired Some people have it all well- stocked In the apartment minds go deadlocked Looking out of a window if we can only see the same beautiful sky So many endangered species no wings to- fly
Looking at the bottom the big family dish My only wish Seeing our loved ones In a starfish
Internal flame its not a game and longer days or shorter we need to be stronger in set Solstice stay happy look up at the stars
How little men control Their own destinies. At a lost, As to my internal monologue, In a deluge of constant questioning. And as to the control I do command, With what to, is done? As to the destiny I am ******, Is it better to dither from forver, hitherto? Or slaughter fear, and give anxiety the rub.
I re-read the thoughts that used to plague me inside it still hurts to see those words strung into those sentences I can still feel the depression, I can still feel the internal divide I can still feel like that, time to time I re-read my trauma in a blackened ink re-reading it making it sink in deeper, I can see clearer now I hope that in a year I will feel the same way about this maze, I'm in about this cage, I'm in maybe I will break the door down on my way back in no longer tethered to the way that it is instead reimagining what the day could've been with a little more confidence, a little more trust with a little more dominance and more sword thrusts
Truth imprisoned in things left unsaid And fear to keep it mute Expectations not based in reality Biased beings claiming impartiality
Cloaked insecurities laying low our happiness Indifference masking dire emptiness Unable to unite love with prejudice Unable to see that in the mirror is the madness
Speak vitality into existence Change the story with a phrase Find words that breathe life into others Free yourself; never settle for the same
Witness the world with eyes unclouded See your true self as you are without it Rouse the virtuous cycle, now the hesitance gone Let your heart love, unencumbered, into the dawn
This is another piece I wrote to pair with Grieve the Astronaut’s “Signs” album. To me the original song explores seeking what’s inside and the battle within ourselves to understand, accept, and react to what we find. This musing is my take on the song and what it meant to me to experience it.