The prayer

I found this poem in one of my journals. Written in November 2013. What a pleasant morning surprise to find a beautiful piece of writing, written by me, in another time.. revealing the beauty of my soul.



When I am performing I am in
When I am not, I want to run away!
When I am high, I am driven
When I am low, I hit a limbo
Not doing anything I just sit...
Getting murky like a pond.

I want to be the river flow
Gently break through the hard rocks
Big boulders that fill me with fear
An impossible desperation
Not letting me see what's beyond.

And I know
The only way to see what's beyond
Is to gently flow.
Flow towards it slowly
A drop at a time.
A trickle at a time.

I dream...
For beyond could lie the drop for a waterfall
Or a magnificent forest
Or a vast ocean that awaits me...

Can I  know what lies ahead I ask myself?
I can only intend to surge forward
No matter how long a time
Something is bound to unfold.
For I am the river
Unbridled creativity, vision and boundless intuition

Listen to the stillness, my beating heart
Listen to the stillness, follow the light within
Let your light shine for courage is destiny!