Soul Practices - A Self Love Poem

Soul Practices,

A poem.

I spent a lot of time proving.

I spent a lot of time for causes.

For a higher calling,

I guess.

All I ever wanted was to connect.

To find a puzzle piece that was missing within.

Connecting to this,

Connecting to that,

When all I ever needed was to connect to me.

You are so ahead of your past times.

Not from this realm.

More like a bunch of wings,

Always free.

My love,

You suffer from severe amnesia.

You have already been through this pathway.

Remembering your singularity.

You are enough.

More than enough.

With mystical touches of mystery,

You are an intuitive,

Sensitive child.

Moving through obstacles with style.

Don't let anyone tell you otherwise.

Better yet,

Don't let anyone show you otherwise.

You put in passages and the stance.

It shows ceremonies of healing dreams.

A dream of their disappearance and your reappearance.

Despite the manifestation,

You are a sweeping force.

Carrying yourself,

Reminding yourself,

The ones that got away.

Rewind one more last time.

Turning the pages,

You got away.

You may have held my hand for a while,

But I hold my heart forever.

The true balance of being tamed and instinctive.

Finding the primal practice of soul healing craft.

My love is all I need to feel complete.

It's written into the stars and drawn into destiny.