Whispers in the Wind
Whispers in the wind showed me how to see
the soul of a lover in each enemy.
‘Too little, too late’ say the voices now.
Imagine where we’d be if we’d just allow
all to be forgiven and all to be
nothing more than just another memory.
Whispers in the wind opened up my heart.
Now I need the strength and the faith to start.
A hundred hours spent listening to God,
yet still the loudest noise is the voice of fraud.
No, the ego can’t be the driving force,
because the ego strives to push me off my course.
Backwards
How is it that we tear
each other down without a care
and never quite repair
the damages,
but then when trees get chopped,
we expect seeds to get dropped
into soil that’s cropped,
to which we pay homages?
Awareness is the Medicine
No, you can’t threaten that which is real,
and even though sometimes it’s nothing we feel,
bringing awareness to the inner fields
of unseen tensions helps and yields.
The body knows way before the mind.
Awareness is the best medicine you can find.
Sometimes all you need is to rewind
and be a space for the energy confined.
As soon as you judge something that’s unfolding,
you become blind to what you’re holding.
Let it be seen and drop the moulding.
There is no need to be so controlling.
Much Love,
Luka