Dark and light, the contrast seems to obscure my sight. Confusion arises feeling misguided, move faster and shadows subsided.
The pulses of shadows break my view, as I walk along a fence and the sun shines through.
Now I walk between walls of concrete; feeling more anxious than along the street.
Surrounded by solidity but spotted life within a crack, a plant’s desire for growth surpass any nutrients to lack. Stretching towards the sun, revealing its identity was far from done.
Nourishing my individuality as I reach for the same light. To heal myself I’ll always put up a fight.
Not allowing any shadows to affect my youth, it is instinct to feel enlightened to observe my truth.
Strobes of contrast blinding our ability to see, shadows of insecurity blocking our ability to shine, compression of concrete hindering our ability to flourish.
How can we trust that what surrounds us encourages our freedom to heal on our own?
Pay our way through problems yet money cannot cleanse our grievances. Use doctors yet the disease is within our own mindset. Energy healers yet all we need is the warmth of a hug. Sound healers yet we should be strumming our own beat. Health coach yet we should be able to listen to our own body.
A healing we ask for, but only we can heal ourselves. Resources we look for, but we have all we need.
So gullible to believe ... we want the easy way so we are fooled with what's new, but is it a placebo or hold genuinity that is true?
A shrub’s enlightenment is its ability to bloom, a tree fruits, even a rock develops life. Their solution ... light.
Our light is our individuality. As we reach for light, it's easy to be redirected by those who depend on our dependence for their success.
But we can aid our own ailments.
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