Come look for me, for I have not the strength to leave
Come look for me, for I have no will, no freedom
Come look for me, for I wait in my tower, a prisoner of my mind
Afraid for love
Afraid for pain
Alone in pride
Alone in shame
Come find me, I feel as though my eternity has passed
For I have not the courage to forever forsake the mask
Come find me, it is all that I ask
Be it Love… simple it may be
A coward awaits the prince,
All fools for love
Never shall they see
come and share the veil with me…
The fragility of the ego, the fear that lies below it’ thin surface.
~mark~ wisdom speaks loudly from these words… yet I can hear only a whisper… indeed a thin surface
~fibi~ thank you
Wow Again! That was a moment of inspiration.
~mossy~ thank you again 😉
I found this helpful:
These spiritual windowshoppers,
who idly ask, ‘How much is that?’ Oh, I’m just looking.
They handle a hundred items and put them down,
shadows with no capital.
What is spent is love, and two eyes wet with weeping.
But these walk into a shop,
and their whole lives pass suddenly in that moment,
in that shop.
Where did you go? “Nowhere.”
What did you have to eat? “Nothing much.”
Even if you don’t know what you want,
buy something, to be part of the exchanging flow.
Start a huge, foolish project, like Noah.
It makes absolutely no difference what people think of you.
~ mossy~ you always find a new way for me to think… I am grateful for your words, and your wisdom… you always enrich and teach simultaneously… thank you my friend
Why you want to share the veil? It feels to me as if you have penned down my feelings only. Lovely write.
~neilina~ we all share the veil…we all see the mirage… perhaps it is in our blindness that we truly see ourselves… thank you for your comment
Are you the Princess of the Moon and Stars?
~Alan~ I can claim neither… though I wish I could
Dear enreal, this one touches. It feels true, honest and it is a flow out of the box…..Happy Blogging
~Rainer~ thank you friend… thank you for reading my words and sharing my lines… thank you for Being
Dear heart…count this among my most favorites of your words!!
It is truly divine!
Energies of love and light to you!
~gypsy~ thank you my friend… energies and light received… sending them back to you 😀
All lies. The jealous mind whispers lies to the heart to keep it from realizing it’s rightful place.
~mossy~ what is its rightful place… alone? with love? with truth? who is to say the ego, the mind, the heart… who is to say?
What say You?
It seems to me that the heart is a mirror of what we are, while the mind is nothing more than a tool that has fooled the heart into thinking that the heart is a mere servant.
The heart’s rightful place is to know love, contentment, gratitude and wonder in all things, but often the mind displaces these with reasons and explanations, what ifs and worries.
~mossy~ answer me this… these words are beautiful by their own rite… they speak of truths and pleasant realities… the mind is the villain in this fairy tale of happiness… the heart is the princess in the tower… who is the prince? And what if the ” heart is a mirror of what we are,” what if the mirror was broken by the mind… what then?
I hope you don’t mind where I am going with this… it is an interesting conversation…
Happiness comes from the heart, right now you are coming from the mind.
~mossy~ I suppose you are right. thank you