Poetry, Wholeness

GG

The truth is I’m (pure awareness)
No thing more
(Pure awareness)
Emptiness, the freeness
Observing and (recreating)
Giving and (receiving)
Not always believing in (what I’m seeing)
First eye, (retrieving)
Where all the colors be
(I’m breathing)

(Here we go)

Another day

I’m breathing

And I know what I know
(Here we go)
Another day
Content on my path

I’m breathing

In space it ain’t no race, I’m chillin’
Right here, I’m working on my heart
God-wheelin’

Gimme a bag a Pink Ladies
I eat wisdom
Breaking barriers by the sevens
Shirley Chisholm

Put my hands on the ground
They look like tree roots
Up against opposition
I ain’t gotta do

Worms can control consciousness
So I watch my intake
Awakened in the awakened state
No end date (supreme innate)

Celling dreams ’bout 9 months ago
Made manifest faith, thyme and hope
Ain’t never lettin’ slow walkin’ hem me up no mo’
Using the bad init all to support my up-grow (I glow)

That, I do know

I grow-grow

Looking & light like a cloud
Unbothered & right about now

Pulling from that inner well
Soul incar ina thicker shell
Dark energies envy my noble tale
Morning sun boost that wood spell
Raise the Kunda, future seed excel

Put my hands on the ground
They look like tree roots
Up against opposition
I ain’t gotta even move

That, I do know

I grow-grow

That, I do know

I grow-grow

That, I do know

I grow-grow

That, I do know

I grow-grow

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