At birth we are perfect beings
from The Light Source we come.
Without pain our world seeming
No hurt of judgment of anyone. As we grow change and absorb
the tough earthly armor begins
Altering our pure perception of the world
Giving us negativity in out opinions Life may take us to many places
urging us to free our minds
but earthly armor chokes the heart’s spaces.
Conformity wins and the armor tightly binds. Some polish their armor to a blinding glow
the familiar is chosen over freeing the heart.
A whole lifetime is wasted all for show.
A few are brave enough to want to start. When one realizes a lifetime is long to wait
finding the self and soul as mates.
Inner peace prevails the soul and self no longer