You know…
 
In the expanse beyond the limitations you’ve placed on your mind,
The fear of a babe crowning from the womb,
Of the old man near breathing his last.
The power of light as it enters a darkness.
 
Take those limitations and burn them to ash.
Let the winds of trust sweep them up as you are taken to the clouds,
Know truth in your flight,
And find resolve in the realizations of the moment.
 
Those wings you now find were always there,
Clipped the moment you escaped the womb,
Pinned to your ideas the second you were taught how to be,
Fear bestowed upon you by the fearful.
 
How has your enslavement served you?
Save the identity you’ve created around your own misery,
What service have your chains provided?
What more could you do before that final breath?
 
The light of the Sun is an experience of its magnificence,
The darkness of the night an expression of all its possibilities.
Heed not the voices they gave you and your conception,
For it is your conception, a treasure not theirs to turn to shit.
 
You know…
 
In the moments when your life is at its most silent,
The grace you share with all that is.
Your time is limited, and soon what is you will cease to be,
So be you to the fullest for whatever moments you have left.
 
Take what holds you back and throw it to the wolves,
For they are hungry for your hesitation.
Your restraints were gifts from others who bore their weight as well,
But you wear them only of your own accord.
 
Your love was meant to flow freely,
To where ecstasy and joy flow like rapids down a raging stream,
Forget that fear that holds you tied to a sinking ship,
And remember those instincts that pushed you from your mother’s womb.
 
Be born! Not to exist but to live anew,
Embrace the wisdom sure to follow your climb,
And the thin air that will find you at the summit.
What flows through you binds you to all that is.
 
You do not breathe the air that comes from within,
You share it from all that is around you,
Breath that binds you to eternity,
Will arise you from your slumber the moment you can no longer find it.
 
You know…
 
You have always known, my love.
You have just forgotten in your gasping for what is freely all around you,
Another obstacle in your way, you surrender to the mind that suffocates you,
Another idea that supports the notion of who you think you are.
 
Or who I must be…