To punish me for my contempt to authority, fate made me an authority myself. ~Albert Einstein~
27.2023.08
Poem featured here: https://open.substack.com/pub/introvertedsage/p/restart?r=29gi64&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web
And then when it happens You won’t be ready. Like a deer in headlights Stuck in awe, the beauty of a brig… Surrounded by the fears– you’ve be…
Seeing the paths yet my heels dug… Messages received waking and sleep… In her arms– my heart has weeped. And in my darkness– my soul she’d… Woken slumber– new framed eyes.
Making your way to me Like an eel on the winds of time. Connect with you by heart and mind And out flow all these rhymes. Asked for this or fate be near.
Waiting for you? Just the right t… But what if you’re late? Running… Mixed up the date? And it’s all d… I’m not meant to wait? You can find me anywhere?
A chuckle at my hardship. A pity when it’s yours. Every way you could betray me right down to the floors. Turn the other cheek now.
Magic’s not for Story books It’s here for you and me. Simply open up Your heart
I have within me a deep feeling of a pre-trained mi… To which the ravenous drive to see it through is unmeasurable. The fire within has a flame
Dancing in the eye of the storm. Wings stretching out past regulate… Fire within begins to take form. Water surrounds maintaining the wa… Not to be consumed lightning flows…
Let me just quiet my mind. Incoming– a message from the Divine. Whispers– inspired this rhyme.
A modern day Mystic A girl ahead of her time My friend was going places But only in her mind She’s been locked inside her head
When I close my eyes I see you. I have felt your every sorrow as if it were my own. I breathe with you, when silence i… Never having to part your lips, yo…
Checking the box. Freeing the locks. It’s time for the Wisdom to Rise. School of hard knocks. The hand of a slighty fox.
Time for a reset Who will push the button first Can’t know what’s next Just trust the Universe Close your eyes
Back in the day we’d have our little cults. Fascist movements feeding to our faults. Now what if we turn
Some seem to have a physical mento… While mine is a bit more abstract. As sense comes to mind, Seeing the signs I realize it’s not clarity that I…