In a silent
Corner of Universe there sits
A young, shy Figure of light
Knowing
The dark Space holds -
Not absorbs -
Him

He waits there, patiently
But with an eager Heart
Til you give him
The Signal

Eager to Show himself
Before your very own Eyes

👁️

You brace yourself take
A deep breath
Before you open
That **** Box and find
A live dog INSIDE, gazing up at you
Half embarrassed half
Amused about you FINALLY
making Up your mind.

🐱🐶

Darkness as
The quiet potential

For light

Waits
Surrounds you

Patiently

Tolerating all labels and fears
With open arms

She sits next to you now, on the dusty
Brick wall munching a green apple
Unperturbed
As your thoughts about time
Are still rattling

So,
She states, looking at you
I have been
Here beside you all the time,
Haven't I

Your brain snaps

She winks.

Then, with a click,
Your brain takes it, got it

Move.

As you grew into
Your true Form the scenery
Before your very eyes,
Too,
Changes and turns
Into the live version of what you
Always perceived
As remembering forward.

You are perfect, cause time has always been for you.

❤️

You shake of the little
That still clings
To your Form, with loving
Assertion

We can do this now

Shake of your old roles
And in this way allow freedom to become
Non-possesive