The journey is a permanent voyage,
the distance far reaching
into a universe of the light and dark
of me
an ever increasing challenge
and delight.
I know my wish to be free
Free to love and be loved
Free to be me
Free to enjoy it
I feel the release of old barriers and bridges falling
each time the sky opens and expansion fills my wings
I step into new intoxicating territories
I allow myself to feel more, to be more
As I do, the illusion returns
maybe this is "The One"
maybe this time I´ll be free for good
Free from the hidden darkness of old pain, shame and rage.
I ignore the well know signs of contraction
until the curtain opens yet again on stuck scenarios
of commiseration, self pity and blame.
I dwell on festering wounds,
I am bound to the chains I created to hide
the power of my rage,
the bleeding hurt of my heart,
the crippling sadness in my soul.
Sticky webs pulling me back every time
I take another step to brake free,
from the learned me.
Could these inner cages be the origin
of prisons and cells made of walls and iron bars?
Perhaps
Aren´t we all prisoners
of ourselves?
So why continue to untangle
this array of old agreements,
resentments and personal warfare?
What lays beneath the leaded weight?
What makes this journey so enthralling
and exquisitely interesting?
The promise of me
Joyous
Powerful
Open
Loving
Real
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