I lost my voice

I lost the desire to put pen to paper to take up the quill

When the dreams of a past life collided with the realities of this one

 

Is it fair to say that when we Love

We fall in Love with Love itself

So that the illusions are the dreams of Love

The dreams we have chased and re played since childhood probably

 

That Knight in shining armour

That damsel who could soothe all fears

Those figments of our scattered thoughts

Still reign supreme over the lives we now pretend to live
For the cars we drive and the houses we call homes

The jobs we profess to hate, love, be tied to

All these are pretences

Illusion holders are We

For selves for others for the mass consciousness that fears to step deeper into the darkest spaces and say

What if I never find the Light switch

Forgetting the bulb is within

 

Where lies the voice of the masses

Where lies the desires of the few

Where lies the Hopes of the Many

Where lies the Union of the Whole

Where shall we find this Holy Grail

And when shall we know that this is It?

That the “it” is Us, you, me

 

So finding the voice I find that its still working it all out

Work in Progress

Progresses at its own speed and that is fine also

For if the Journey were complete then why be here?

Whats the rush anyway, who said it had to be in a time limit

Work in Progress is Progress Working

And that could be “it”

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