If the weak-hearted were to love you

They would bid adieu

For you I soaked my pillow

For you it hurts to fall to my knees

As I pray to God in a cried bellow

It hurts

God it hurts

As the ocean waves collide in the horizon

The soul yearns for trenches of desire

While the wind laps up through the blues

Gazing into orbs of effervescent Everests

Milky grays that pigment brown casts

Into the hyperspace of the clear unknown

Being in the midst of what is shown

Trying to find the person of lasts

Leave your worries by the sea

Let the waves carry them out

Into the open blue

With each wave

Comes each thought

With each sand granule

Comes feelings leached onto musings

Be the wave of hope

Upon your new self

Be the sand pieces

Which add onto the rock

Of self desire

The love you carry from the sea

To other worlds

Will always find a home

For that love

Will fight harder

Than any thunderstorm

Which swallows a man whole

Out in the open sea

Oh mother

I’m sorry we’re hurting you

I’m sorry we’re not listening to your cries

Us humans, hurt anything great

Our selfishness defines our love

Our hunger defines our wealth

Our nurturing defines our personality

From pandemics

To earthquakes

To tornados

You’re warning us

Some are listening

Most are defining their love, wealth, and personality

We need to be stronger for you

We need to be compassionate for you

Oh mother

I’m so sorry

As the whimsical air clouds the euphoric waters

As the sea of tenderness encases you in vehemence

The strong pull of lightning rips the atmosphere

The drum of tears from the swift froth

Fall upon the treacherous meditative depths

Caging the receptive perception in starlight

Raging in through the skies of psyche

Pulsating senses from the spacious branches

Into the pierced crystals of a pillowed warmth

An awakened glow materializes

Reaching the tumultuous labyrinths

Never unearthing portals of balanced sanity

Let your soul flutter

As your heart skips

Let the light of shimmer

Invite you in

You’re only a being tonight

A being of selfishness

Encapsulated by the warmth of pearls

Brought unto the heated glaze of the moon

Sitting in the ever granules of glass

Avoiding the deepness

As the shimmer settles

Calling to you in ardor

She awakens as she steps foot

Only allowing little distance

As the glimmer dances across her feet

She steps farther

Into the glowing vibrations of silk

Only to come out tantalizingly strong

She is a spellbind in an enchantment

The lustrous of her skin

Manifesting the world around her

She’s whole

She’s new

Meditation. You’re not supposed to feel enlightened in the moment, in fact you’re supposed to feel frustrated. Very frustrated. You’re taking your deepest thoughts that you buried out of the back of your mind and bringing them center forward. You have no idea what kind of emotions you will uncover, you have no idea what your reaction will be, and you have no idea how healed you will feel after. Sitting with those emotions is essential to knowing who you are, it’s essential to understanding why and how you are. Once you learn to sit with them, you’ll learn to let go of them as you’re recovering. It will never be tranquil until you learn liberation.