To that or to this

To that or to this

Ofttimes taken with a bleed

Moving on sans grief

if there was no past.

Moving on

Looking ahead

means not bereft of past.

 

A vision

A vision, a mist in the mind

Was it real or illusion

What's true, what lingers

What's in the heart, what's in the mind.

 

Different paths

Different paths

but own it.

 

Not all paths

are smooth.

But own it.

Magic, simply magic

Magic, simply magic

What's seen, unseen

yet grips the heart

but not breathless.

 

The self, the appearance

The self, the appearance

The great one, the small one

Only one true one

Dispute

but only with the self

Breaking away

Breaking away

is still a part

What is

Is not to be denied

Delusion.

In the wilderness

In the wilderness

of uncertainty

Walk in the embrace

of echoes

in mind, heart and spirit.

Nothing is hidden

 

Nothing is hidden

The spirit, the essence

is always there.

Ask, for whom clarity

 

Ask, for whom clarity

for those left behind

that they may move on.

Longing for regeneration

Longing for regeneration,

of the womb, of newness,

Purity.