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Marcus Bandy Oct 2019
This is the last time,
How often have I said that?
Why do I crave what I detest?
So many I know can relate.

Evil boasts of many captives.
After feeling love and light,
Why do the lost flee?
Pursued and impounded by their ghost.

The sacrifice for truth is comfort.
Yet life is simple for people undeterred,
No vision but the material.
They scoff at the spiritual world

Rebirth awaits our soul,
Though some are bound to fall.
Not all light shines from the sky.
With angels working both sides,
Darkness seems illumined to the untrained eye..
Sleepless AM
Rachel Procopio Apr 2017
We all had to be a water droplet,
a blade of grass,
a piece of metal and shard of glass,
We all had to be an air molecule,
a mess of dirt,
we all have died and we've all gave birth. We've all been insects that live in the earth. We all had to be fleas,
We all had to dogs,
We all had to be Lilly pads and had to be frogs.
We all had to give and we all had to take,
We all had to lose and we all had to make, We're all on one team so we all have a say.
We are the characters and life is a play,
A roles a role but still we must not delay.
Your path is the only thing in your way.
We've all been here before but we don't have to stay.
Enlighten and leave,
the cycles recede,
and birth is at death,
a spiritual world of love and light is all that will be left,
without our skin we look within and see at our best,
the problems we had in life were nothing but a test.
Individual strength brings you closer to the source,
so never look back in remorse.
Written on 2/20/17
Rachel Procopio Apr 2017
Life has a way of giving you exactly what you need to grow. Blessings in disguise. Sometimes you need to completely breakdown to build yourself up again. Sometimes you need to waste your time to realize how precious time is. Sometimes you have to be cold so you can warm up again. Life is a balance of highs and lows. It comes and goes.
Written on 3/28/17
Rachel Procopio Apr 2017
You have constellations on your skin
Tiny freckled marks
Creating fire from within
and setting off sparks
Written on 3/9/17
Rachel Procopio Apr 2017
How will you go out?
Some of us will ride off into the sunset on a horse, some of us will take the safe way and stay on course, some of us will get lost on our way, only to be found, some of us will turn into snow and fall softly on the ground. Some of us will grow real big wings and fly into the sky, some of us will stay on earth and ask ourselves why. The road is long but the trip is short, we've got to live in love, or something of the sort. One day we'll be judged like court, but the jurors are dimensional beings, masters of the tide, and we'll only get to transform if they see love in our eyes. So will you go out like a rocket? Will you float off like a ship? Will you travel the world with bright eyes and a busted lip? The world is yours and the world is mine, we're just on a journey through struggles, space and time.
written on 4/15/16
Rachel Procopio Apr 2017
Sacred under bruises,
The book which confuses,
Our true nature.
Which is to overcome and never carry,
We shouldn't step to the drum when things get scary.
To stand in the face of fear is to master,
Conquering your demons in the place of disaster. Undermining envy and greed,
Excavating the land that delegates the seven seas. Closing our eyes and revealing, that spirit that connects us is so appealing. Uplifting, shedding, through the sifting, we're forgetting. But remembering so much more, the soul that combines us to the core.
Fear less, and love much more.
Written on 10/26/16
Rachel Procopio Apr 2017
Angels breath and crystalline skies,
The world I prefer to live in without lies,
Introspection for the wise,
For a life with love you must compromise.
To have light you must have dark,
If all you have is bark you can still make a spark. Believe in the spirit of your heart,
It's an under developed art. Know it and see it, do what's right to retrieve it. Anything is possible at your will, so breathe deep and let your loveliness spill.
Written on 9/21/16
Rachel Procopio Apr 2017
We turn back into dust everyday
We slowly decay
Some of us corrode much faster
Some of us turn into dark matter
Some of us turn into foam
Some of us are left alone
Some of us stay here forever
And this is my souls greatest endeavor
Life after life and lesson after lesson
Dissecting the product to get the blessing
Shining light into my heart to receive the message,
Live and let go, no time for stressing.
Written on 6/27/16
Rachel Procopio Apr 2017
The seeds we plant will grow
Only if we water them
But be careful what you plant
And what you water with
You can grow flowers
Or you can grow weeds
You can water with hope
Or you can water with fear
You can grow forests
You can destroy fields
Of beautiful ever-afters
Of never thought of beginnings
Written on 4/14/16

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