Full moon, silent night, drifting tides
In the inner silence the truth lies.
Becoming as still as the surrounding trees
that dance so swiftly amongst the slight breeze.
I find harmony, my own little paradise from reality
No need to prove or push
Letting God be the leader and guide
There comes a rest that allows ones purpose to unfold
like petals of a cosmic mandala one comes to be known.
Not for knowledge they possess, but a way of living the resonates with the best.
No need to qualify, or transgress, finding peace amongst the city unrest.
There as the waves pound the shore, and then receding back into the core.
Like a heart that beat it rhythms, bringing life to all parts.
Recognizing we are not apart but part of a greater whole.
Born here to serve the ultimate, not just ourselves.
Full moon, quiet night, drifting tides
How you remind me of the peace that recides
deep within my core, showing me if I dive deep the waves will not rock me.
When I listen, how true wisdom unfolds
And I become the vessel for which I was born.
Yet, in my ignorance, I flee.
I toss myself in destructive tendencies to hide from reality,
from my potential and all the beauty that is within me.
Terrified of the light that I was born to shine.
I have forgotten and run to what seems warm.
Only to spiral down.
It is in my habits that I lose the choice and become a repeat of the past.
Rather than a governing body that knows fear is only a test.
It is in the unknown that I become known.
Show me with your brightest light, that radiates from the moon,
how to ease myself back into your womb
So we may never separate and I will be that still serenity,
Which leads me back to you.