I am doing something
The thing
I cannot speak
For now
I can say:
I am on the move
To live my groove
My heart song
To stand in
& embody
What I teach
For one can preach
But does one drink their house-made punch?
Breathe it
Taste it
Lick it
Touch
& walk what they believe?
Are you a representation
A reflection
Of your said Values?
Or does an artsy mask
Take shape on your face
Painting a soliloquy
Not of truth but disgrace
Contempt
& shame of your own self
Your being?
If you find yourself
Not fond of your answer
You can change
You can grow
Be the person
You desire,
Align with your values
Or wipe the slate clean
Tabula Rasa
Rewrite them completely
Step into life
You can
And you must
Otherwise
You remain
The pulsing dead
Among us
Wake up
March through the pain
Feel the fear
And rest assured
You travel upon the right path
The precise path for you
Where you discover
Your deepest truths
Your vigor
Your glow
Do not misconstrue
I feel the fear too
Yet I continue to learn
Romping through it
Is the way to go
You took many turns
Searching for the things
Which make you whole
Waiting
Yearning
For the things
You love so much
To come out of you
I believe in you
& you should too
Your potential is so great
Unlimited possibilities
On the move