You are the blessing
Formed as pain
You are the beautiful rose
Ornamented with sharp thorns
You are the sensitive heart
Carrying the blood thirsty arrow
You are the spiritual guide
Unleashing the darkest side
You are the third eye
Tearing apart the superficial pride
You are the pure power
Revealing the weakest corner
You are the fierce warrior
Killing to rebirth The New
I bow to You
You are my sacred blessing
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if you choose not to bow it’ll guide you too……..it’s about being ready for what’s to ensue…..w/out the fear it brings everything so much more clear….of visions unseen. I’ve always felt in my dreams. ie: the title of my page….”sweet dreams” and “rude awakenings”…….foretold before it took hold……”many of one” that was just for fun w/the voices i’d always contended w/since young…..little had i known the meaning it’d soon own…….I’m home…just knock ;]
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Now I understand why you’ve chosen the title….You are Many of One…..that I can sense….it’s your deeper conscious….inner intelligence….that has chosen
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When I was in the bodily throes…..oh, gosh the woods were calling me home…..
I thought it odd at first….those who did give me birth. They were part of the harm to the hurt. I was reconnecting w/the earth that helped me divert a much worse fate that could have played…given humans of today.
I reached to her ….little had I known, I was going to be slapped in the face…but this time w/such beautiful amazing grace.
I take these steps, as babies do…….without fear and feeling fresh [haha]
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What a force this warrior is…
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