You were born with a fire in your spirit
Like a wild fire that needed to be tamed
You cannot explain it, you cannot contain it
So you run like the wind
Wherever you feel it you go
The excitement of the chase fills the void
But it never satisfies your longing
Your world has crashed down around you
And you have been building a wall
It’s not safe anymore
Everyone seems to have morphed
Right before your wide eyes open
A nightmare came to pass
Not one but a series
Brick by brick you are building a fortress
Deeper and deeper you dig your holes
All that energy has to come out somehow
Its hard to trust and to remember
The way things were before
When the ground beneath your feet was solid
Not shifting sands of disappointment
The cynic is forming
Growing like a weed in an unattended garden
It’s hard to keep an eye on things
When you are always running away
You feel betrayed and disillusioned
Must stay in control of the voices in your head
The voices of ones you once knew and trusted
Are painful when they express ignornace
Can anyone see you
You turn to strangers to find meaning
Wisdom and safety
But its a wild world, Wild Thing
There are bits and pieces of truth
Locked in words around the world
Revealed in experiences, which you have had many
But some are born to be powerful
That power, to be effective, must be controlled
Lest it burn down the house
Clarity is all you need
To see love and kindness
And to offer forgiveness
Remember all those times of laughter and love
Your tribe adores you
Come home
See the lion lay down with the lamb
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I enjoyed this. It brought me full circle. The longing appeared like a craving. A long time spent chasing the adrenaline and stimulation of the feeling only to learn it cannot completely, be found to experience, only distant hints. So, the walls go up and the journey inside deepens, leaving those on the outside to be like figments
Almost stuck, the energy did grow but was stunted by the surrounding weeds in the unattended garden, chocking, limiting life, hindering the blossom from sprouting
As bits and pieces came together the vision became clearer. Then it happened, like a long adventurous dream, The love, calmness, and trust begin to sprout. The appetite became stronger, and the chase had come full circle. The yearning for fulfillment was there all along, it’s the pride or tribe that brings one home to contentment and gratitude. Wait a minute, here I go again…
Thank you for provoking my thoughts