Pushed through pain We are born In a world shattered by chaos We choke on the acid Of society burning through Our inner being dissolves Too young I grabbed the ears Of the lion fought to keep its jaws Off my face Dodging death Again Sometime Next time Won’t come To us The ego lies While destiny hides I wonder who Where and why Am I Crawling in the dark again I ask the stars To shine on my life Suddenly transformed by a mystical touch with Infinite compassion choose to be Happy to share the power ofknowing we are not in our body our body is in us we are all boundless in spirit different currents in the same river we flow to the sea all our joy all our pain all our hate one day we leave it behind hallelujah! We are free in eternity a Oneness embraces us in divine truth this precious gift of life is love to give again
Slaves who fled their masters were classified as insane. This term came from Dr. Samuel Cartwright who was an apologist for slavery in the pre-Civil War era. This release of my Anoka Time file is a look at slavery in the modern context of Minnesota N
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Peace,
~Rose~
i really like the transcending quality to this poem ...
I believe this as well,
we have to have optism, as human beings.......
pax A