In the womb of creation
Lies a seed of inspiration
And from this inspiration is birthed all things we consider wondrous
Who knows what lies at the end of the universe?
Or in the beginning what came first
To truly be alive we need to focus on the now
Live life in the spirit and let God worry about the ‘how’
A problem today may simple be a lesson learned tomorrow
And like a flower…prosperity can blossom from what we perceive as sorrow
Worry not about receiving blessing…this is a trick to imprison the mind
You see we ARE the blessing and we bestow it whenever we are kind
If this lesson alone could be received by the masses
We wouldn’t live in a world that was segregated by classes
It would be 1 world
1 nation
1 race
1 people....all equal
But we must start with that person we created in our own head
This is the home of the ego and responsible for us being mislead
Our fall from grace was due to the ‘I’
Not the one that house the pupil, cornea, or lens cortex
But the ‘I’ that is a pupil of life and can be way more complex
So be diligent no matter what the season…never let the ego consume
Oh how I wish I could be as pure as I was in the womb
But you see I suffer from this disease and its main symptom is memories
Which is a cousin to misery and prevents me from being a better me
So I fight….not in a war that is fought across the sea
But the war that is waged inside of me
Why ask the question will you ever get it right
That’s not important….
Only the fact that you wage the fight
And realize that you are more than what your ego wants
This is real freedom cause no-longer will you have to put on a front
No mask to mask just the nakedness of your essence
No more stress and problems just challenges and lessons
This will allow you to take control of your life….. the womb of creation
And birth a new you from that seed of inspiration..
