Does it ever feel like we are just bumbling around
never quite finding our way?
Like we got dropped into a universe without a sense of ground
or how to find a place to stay
I’ve heard some say
we are foreigners here
and meant to feel led astray
prompting us to dive beneath the veneer
to seek our own way
and learn to persevere
amidst the fray
learning to commandeer
how only we can portray
what it means to be okay
despite what others say
To stop looking to others
as if they have the answers
to the common mutters
laying in our hearts like ransom
Begging to be negotiated
by one willing to learn the rhythm
of what makes it satiated
so it can operate outside the prism
of our minds’ confines
based solely on the known defined
and step into the wisdom
of our heart’s trust in the undefined
one momentous breath at a time
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