And so she sprouted And observed. Guided and rerouted She recognized this core early on She decided that *it she shall eternally serve And with an unspoken conviction To *it she stayed true. Despite of her vices, downfalls, and addictions Deep within she knew ~ what she had to do And she searched, crawled, and dug Yet not with the proper tools. She breached, appalled, she’d get stuck. Oh how a wise one could ever be such a fool And at points the weight of the world almost took her off ~ and away… Submissive to the illusions and the dooming force. She thought her convictions were just another lie, She didn’t wish to stay~~~ Jumped strait into the void and stumbled far far away from the course. But a far more supreme realm Kept spitting her back out…. From one extreme side to the next she bounced Till a balance was somewhat **figured out** Aha…. And ~ aha. And ~ AHA! And ~ Ahaaaaaaaaaa~~~* It all began to to start coming back to her. It all once again began to click. Oh such essence of eternal Love kept calling back out to her. This time this conviction is chiseled in ~ and by ALL of her will it’s to stay and to STICK NO BUDGING NO SETTLING NO QUESTIONING JUST SURRENDERING And a wave of peace and Abundance of crystal clear sight… Understanding the true source of Love And the King that it is ~ supreme with all might. Devoted to that resonance for which she has chosen to fight. As a result ~ It has brought her the counterpart ~ her mirror ~ in reflection of her light. Shedding the most grateful tears ~ of humility ~ awe ~ and delight
Poem: Baruska A Michalcikova