Same self.

Same self.

As I mention feelings using words
Either love or pain it's how to learn
You can't help yourself But observe
Just a feeling from what you heard

Words are spelled and when used right
The magic of the spelling points to light
Did I right this poem or could it be
Your the author of what you read

Like an artistic musician loves his work
No effort dreams a poetic mindful art
The thruth of the mystery seems berserk
But no-one is ever apart whilst alert

Arrived together in a world now
Gliding in an infinate space how
Thinking that we know it all wow
A devided human race yet proud

But what is clever in what we do
When I's and Me's are judging you's
Cut away from spirit each day
Not living love in a truthful way

You are you, what you resist you create
From your thoughts the world generates
Like a drop of rain being the ocean's truth
The potion of this world's self is you.

Evolution of world depends to grow
Realising the devil residing in you
The way to know how to find truth
People creating troubles showing proof

To learn the lessons we don't yet know
A certain sanity in madness remains
Until self is crushed to a diamond soul
To make this world's spirit whole again.

Growing from a fertiliser that is made
Created from experiences lived each day
Facing life while living your way
The fertiliser of your world, is  pain!

Doubt's a virus that feeds on fear of believing
All concerned minds halt the world's healing
kindness and gratitude lets the heart burn
Practice being love so yourself can return.

Shine bright no doubt or concerns
Live like a tree grounded and firm
You'll be strong on top and in the flow
Not troubled by the wind of this world