Sitting on the fence for too long,
Makes you dense, don't know where you belong,
Decisions must be made, or inspired actions fade...
Sometimes it takes Divine Intervention,
To knock us off the blocks of convention,
And get us working with Intention.
Wasted years, too many tears,
Guilt is a waste of time,
Has no reason or rhyme,
Deception revealed as Karma's yield,
Truth will come out...
You know what I'm talking about.
Fearful egos have sway until another day,
But don't wait too long, til opportunity goes away,
The Wheel keeps turning, while hearts are yearning,
Souls must be FREE, together to BE...
As ONE, to have our day in the Sun.
AstrandaLynn~~COPYRIGHT 2014~~
Tuesday, October 28, 2014
Wednesday, October 22, 2014
WHEN WILL I LEARN
When will I learn to trust my Heart,
And realize we'll never part,
Get into the flow, stay in the zone,
And know that I am not alone?
Astrology, a guide so true,
Teaches me all about you,
Shows me errors I have made,
Buttons pushing, made afraid.
I see now in glaring light,
You have loved me with all your might,
Expectations I had of you,
Only made you cold and blue.
Passion burning, lonely yearning,
Overwhelming love from me,
Drives you crazy, emotions hazy,
And you say you must be FREE!
I must learn to temper feeling,
Even with my senses reeling,
Trust enough to let you be,
And give space occasionally.
AstrandaLynn~~COPYRIGHT 2014~~
And realize we'll never part,
Get into the flow, stay in the zone,
And know that I am not alone?
Astrology, a guide so true,
Teaches me all about you,
Shows me errors I have made,
Buttons pushing, made afraid.
I see now in glaring light,
You have loved me with all your might,
Expectations I had of you,
Only made you cold and blue.
Passion burning, lonely yearning,
Overwhelming love from me,
Drives you crazy, emotions hazy,
And you say you must be FREE!
I must learn to temper feeling,
Even with my senses reeling,
Trust enough to let you be,
And give space occasionally.
AstrandaLynn~~COPYRIGHT 2014~~
MORTALITY
Bruises, illusions,
Contusions of the brain,
Weaving, grieving,
Tears fall like rain.
Still I live,
Still gifts to give,
Survivor's Guilt a waste of time,
Life sometimes has no reason or rhyme.
Sister, parents, gone beyond,
And still I live on and on,
Cancer was a part of me,
But now, so long, I have been free.
My sister died from the same,
Life sometimes seems a cruel game,
Wondering why, a futile lie,
Does it matter, by and by?
Parents died of age old ills,
I stay alive with stubborn will,
Frail, afraid, I climb the hill,
Yet my heart with hope doth fill.
The Grim Reaper waits outside the door,
My curtains closed, I cry, NO MORE!
Let the sun shine on my son,
Let his life go on and on.
Contusions of the brain,
Weaving, grieving,
Tears fall like rain.
Still I live,
Still gifts to give,
Survivor's Guilt a waste of time,
Life sometimes has no reason or rhyme.
Sister, parents, gone beyond,
And still I live on and on,
Cancer was a part of me,
But now, so long, I have been free.
My sister died from the same,
Life sometimes seems a cruel game,
Wondering why, a futile lie,
Does it matter, by and by?
Parents died of age old ills,
I stay alive with stubborn will,
Frail, afraid, I climb the hill,
Yet my heart with hope doth fill.
The Grim Reaper waits outside the door,
My curtains closed, I cry, NO MORE!
Let the sun shine on my son,
Let his life go on and on.
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