A rush of adrenalin pulsing,
Words trigger emotion,
Love and devotion, twisted by confusion,
Why as humans, do we thrive on reactions
Is there really satisfaction,
When we break someone down?
Life has a sound, it comes from all around,
A quiet melody, it whispers like a dream.
Not always what it seems, we can misunderstand
Look at the reaching hand, directly.
What do you see, is it you, or is it me?
What makes you think, is what makes you believe.
What you know, is what makes you free.
Shift the paradigm, start from within.
Question the motivation, don’t just act on sensations,
There is more we cannot see.
What is in you, comes out through me.
I am a reflection of your dream.
What makes us run and hide, what fills us up with pride
What over loads the mind, thinking all the time.
Trying to erase, a moment or a face,
But can’t you see?
All this time, you are looking in through me.
All of what you found, all of what you feel,
All of these perceptions, where not just some ideal
They are the healing we reveal.
So when anger fuels a fire,
Let your soul just stop and see,
This is a gift to change you life,
Forgive and look within.