The One Who is Aware

Soul Remembrance

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I’m tired, said my soul today,

I’m drenched with exhaustion from carrying you,

You are dense and heavy with worry.

When I’m happy, you are easy to see, I said,

I see you in the sunshine, in the nature beings, in the waves crashing,

But in the depths of my despair, when I want to numb, you seem, far away.

That’s when I carry you, said she.

My essence is eternal and unchanging,

You numb because you are afraid to remember the truth,

You are afraid of, me.

When you feel goosebumps,

When your hair stands on end,

When tears come and a lump in your throat,

That’s when you remember, where we meet.

When your human, challenged self remembers our eternal core,

You remember our collective purpose,

To heal, with the ones, who were here before.

Lighten your load, trust, surrender,

When you struggle and flail, it’s hard to hold you,

Feather light, you are, when you don’t, fight.

Let it come, let it all come,

It is all meant to be,

You, me, us, we.