The thing is
What I thought
What I bought
Was not what I knew
Inside
Not what I knew to be
True
You telling me okay
You telling me to stay
You telling me to stray
It was all you
And you
And you
And I brought you inside
To the most sacred of places
Deep down in my belly
Up into my ears
So that I heard your voice
Every day
Not the voice to hear
Not the voice to listen to
But the one that ruled
Telling me the world is to be
Feared
Love is far away
And trust is for the foolish
It was me the foolish
Not to hear the tiny
Quiet voice
In
That said everything is more than okay
As it is
Everything is only okay
If we sit tight
Listening intently
To what is inside
Growing what is inside
Flying with what is inside
Only then
Only only then
Are we true
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
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