A seed was planted long ago
Watered by the thinking
Some resentments hard to let go
Giving this seed living
Guiding its growth to the light
Pulled back by the darkness
Ego, hate, and selfish pride
Keeping this seed heartless
Time to go back to its roots
Find out what it needs
If we want to bear good fruit
Love and accept this seed.
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The sadness you harbor
Makes living much harder
And that resentment you hold
From all the lies you’ve been told
Won’t make your heart heal
Of the anger you feel
And all of those times
When they were unkind
Know it was not you
They were living THEIR truth
So forgive all the heartless
Shine on…LOVE regardless
The Ash Project by Ars Thanea
In ashes lives what used to be
Desires which burned but were set free
A fire to acknowledge reality’s infliction
In ashes remains a dream’s conviction
Blinded by the glaring sun
Tangled in a web, beautifully spun
Trying to release myself from its hold
It grabs on tighter, intending I fold
And so I let my resistance go
Explore this web, dive to the unknown
I find myself holding its strings
As if I was broken with clipped wings
I know very well I may fly away
But the tangled mess invites me to stay
On this night I wish you to be
A star that shines and be set free
Into the echoes of the sky
An uncaged bird ready to fly
Every action that we take
Creates a reaction for the make
Taking us on a path
Of scenic routes or hell’s wrath.
“Do I stay or do I go?”
“Be like water, trust the flow?”
“Will I like the path I choose?”
“Will I win or will I lose?”
Questions lurk in opportunity
Fear is cloaked in security
Outcomes may be best in thought
Missing answers in blind spots.
While the mind is loud in worry
The heart is speaking in a hurry
To try to quiet the void noise
And help us make the right choice.
“You have made intentions clear
Let go of all doubts and fears
Just let go, I’ll lead the way
Trust in all of the words you pray.”
The burden that wears one down.
The smile that makes one frown.
The thought that stirs up confusion.
The picture that’s just an illusion.
The emotion that causes the fight.
The idea that serves nothing right.
The focus that wastes one’s time.
The reflection that lacks sublime.
The hurt that causes pain.
The notion of going insane.
The assumption, it’s all that we know.
All of the above, let it go.