Turn off the news, sit within….
Forget all talk of war and sin.
Your heart is a working aperture. A dial if you will….
You can get a sense of it, while advancing to be still
It’s set on “closed” by all the pain you see.
But it needs to be open for all to be free
We need to accept the depth of who we all are
Forgo every transgression, being transfixed on each scar
The collective of all, needs to undo that dial
Unjar the crust, squeeze out a smile
Forget thinking of factions that pump out the pain
Focus on the goodness of the all that remain
Quiet the fear and memory of loss
Perpetuate truth, love and kindness. Absorb any cost.
See…the azure sky is more than fodder for art
It’s the beckoning within to a luminous heart
Not just for us…..or we’d stay wallowing in pride.
For all souls who call earth the home they reside
When turning the dial. let the worry rescind
Then love in this world will collectively begin
You can witness the news till you’re blue in the face
But it won’t heal the world like a pure act of Grace
You can beat both your fists until they’re bruised, battered and broken
But it won’t be as powerful as when truth is spoken
You can deny all you want through shit eating teeth
But your innocent essence transparently cowers beneath
Just unwind the dial and let it come forth
Accept the stinging reality of knowing your worth
Be one of the unfurling souls coming out from ground cover
Awaken to the connectedness we’re anxious to discover
Then all outer circumstances will flip on a dime
Wonder will bloom, inner music will chime
Then everyone everywhere may start to agree
In this powerful intention for the collective “we”
Maybe you’ll feel love; not just for those that you bore
But for every single stranger on the way to the store
And as pure love pumps out from that perpetual old well
The concept of Truth, Love and Kindness will be easy to sell
Jen Ward 7/20/14