When I sing.
As I feel inside is peace
Water & tranquil
At true
Peace
Truth
And then the avalanche of what the world is
and shows
Comes through me, interrupting my once profound love
Instead of showing it,
I conceal it
taking in the anger
and judgment from others
Splatter
assertive
painful
and not real.
So, why do I listen to the fake side rather than me- the truth?
So, I know that when in truth
Singing- my truth
I am protected no matter what.
The anger of the world is connected to me
but it is not affecting the beauty, it's just joining in, clashing & creates another
aspect of truth.
We all determine it
All safe.
In our orb we can go
Protected while relating to
others.
I don't need to hide my gift no more
No more.
Safe, connected
Free free me
Me Me Me
Truth truth truth
Just Sing Sing Sing.
Yes!
yes yes -‿>
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