Uphill Battle to The Promised Land
Do I look like I know what I am doing? I’m falling apart my edges need glueing!
I’m struggling with this hill It’s paths are jaggedy slopes are all Zig Zaggery makes a mockery of, all I thought life was and could be I’m in shockery
I’m shook
I’ll take a second look
On the surface
I feel calm & ready Steady Balanced even Poised
I’m out playing with other girls and boys
Deep inside, I am screaming, writhing, bleeding Souls healing Past releasing
Pineal opens Conflict ceases
Flood me with Light Clean me Free me See me Believe in me Allow life to perceive me
Let the path light up & lead me Soul Purpose Etheric Essence Personal Power Preference
Dear Universe Send me a point of reference
Map my Life Set my Compass Lead my Steps
I surrender Show me Guide me
Do not chide me
Nor Landslide me
Show me not hide me
Take my hand Lead me to the Promised Land
©️Willow Innershire Sterrick 2023
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