Rage of emotions like a storm in the sea
When will it calm down, and let me be
It takes me up, and throws me down
Hurting me, bruising me, making me strong.
I can not avoid it, I do not want it
But to soar above it, a light has to be lit.
A fire grows within me,
Claiming me, calming me,
Raging slowly, growing bright.
What is this plight? Is this right?
What a paradox of emotions I feel!
The Source close to me, yet far from me.
When will it stop, when will I let go
What is this wonder, what is its goal?
A war dance begins in the depths of my soul
Will it break me or consume me whole?
Yet the storm rages, and the waves crash with force
How do I get away from its course?
A slow and steady beat of the drums I hear.
Beating through the storm, and coming near.
I am still, I am here, in the middle of the storm,
I can hear.
The steady beat aligns with my heart
All the fright in me departs.
The clouds slightly part
And the light flows like beautiful art.
the storm has passed, and yet I stand
Stronger than ever, courageous and grand.
I close my eyes and smile at the sea
For all along the Source was within me!
Everything is an illusion. Life, Love and our Being. Love starts with a spark, an goes up in smoke. Soon Life follows the suit of hearts. We believe because we have to live. But a belief is also like a dream. We wake up to the sunrise. Only to see it fade into the dusk. We hope for a better tomorrow in the darkness of our sleep's night. Only to see it melt into the engulfing light. But we never give up this illusion. Because we have to survive this ordeal. Then what is this illusion that engulfs our being? Is it a future based on the trust on the supreme, or a past built on the dust of a dream? We dream because we need relief. Relief from all that is unreal. But we finally surrender to a surreal feeling. And we give in to the illusion of Life, Love and our Being.
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