Forgiveness is a Feather

All of the angers, 

that are or ever were

are stored as a charge

in a blind rage of blur.

They are shackles of chains

they are tight leaden cords

they creep into our thoughts

and into our words.

Binding and blinding

our rage is suppressed

and into the psyche

the anger's compressed

to an issue of grief

that feeds on itself

and depression survives

in a dry well of tears

and it points to the compass

that spells out our fears.

Welcome to feeling.

The mind knows only

of a linear advance

it figures out slowly

from it's own happenstance.

The heart beats it rhythm

it is slow but profound

and it lets us know

when fear is around.

Listen, ssshhh mind be still

breathe a long breath 

into the energy till. And again,

and again as your own in and out...

are you getting the jest of what

breathing's about?

Those shackles and cords

can be cut and set loose

when the heart is the light

of our own inner truth.

It will beat out the mind

it makes now your forever

and the leaden caste forces

will turn into a feather

to look at and marvel

as I knew that it would,

a lesson of life that

was misunderstood.

Blow gently and laugh

that feather so light

those chains and dull

shackles are a plan of

your light. No need to 

to defend, or struggle or fight,

when you blow ever gently

on your feather of fright.

It's a Feeling Thing

Oh Law of Attraction
I knew it well
as told by bestsellers
who were trying
to tell in plain words
that were lost
on mere wishes
and dreams
of how to get rich
in quick thinking schemes.

It attracted attention
and the hope of the ones
whose lives were drowned
out by the beat of war drums.

It's not in the wishing
of a mind's intention,
that only limits the power
of a Divine intervention.

You could drive yourself insane
with the distraction of thought,
it was wrong, that message that
was being sold and taught.

Your wishes are a paradox
locked in a box, waiting
for you to undo all the locks.

It's a feeling that awakes you
which comes from your heart,
I heard it from within (which is
the best place to start).

When you feel that those wishes
are already there, when you have them
as feeling, they ARE already there.

Wake up with your feelings
let them come, let them go,
don't edit your life
with the things that you know.
It's a dance of the brave,
a whirling of sorts,
let the heart speak it's course
to your listening cohorts.

Make peace with yourself
on your higher concourse.