the shadow

sometimes i experience being paralyzed, though its source is none other than internal.

my days extend heavily into the night, to get it all done.
my being shifts to one who is nocturnal
and heavenly slumber, is mainly burdensome.

who am i living to be?
what am i creating in me?
are my external judgments melting away?
am i living my life for me, each day?

overwhelm is on the forefront again.
balance Ange,
balance both hands.

i am perceived through that or distance.
fully present or in complete missing.
and in between, i lay on the ocean floor
while its waves and thrust effortlessly contain their force.

allowing me to feel me
they wait patiently for my signal to release.
they watch my wheels turn
and watch it all unwind.

they witness the process
never place doubt on that which is not theirs,
for we understand each other.

we are both learning from our place on the planet
what we are here to fully be.
so give and take
and primarily patience
are most at stake.

who am i to judge another when it is not my purpose or path to walk that existence?
no wonder we are always comparing ourselves to another.
my role is only to my 100% dedication: ME!
to go deep, deep, deeper within.

how may another know what is best or right?
their feedback only applies
like the generalities of my weekly horoscope,
no more than such
than the starry sky's broadcasting through light.