Spiritually Designed

Endings become beginnings
Beginnings Just continuations of next times
And in between are extensions for us to define
On the edges where freedom knows no confines
my peace has settled as chaos unwinds
So I stop
And I rest
Find myself real world-blind
I begin again
Taking time
And enhancing my view of my life’s design
As beginnings flow into unending lines
Endings dissolve to begin again realigned
Now is your time to define
No more begins
Or ends
Just in between moments yet to be outlined
Once you find the key to open your true mind
You can begin to travel your life’s line
Waking amazed of hidden parts of you
You’re sure to find
Know you’re the author of your own storyline
Your heart will weep no more
Tears that use to fall will be dried
And that pain you felt will be quiet inside
You’ll find the whole of you centered in peace
That peace wrapping around you
Forever yours as the chaos has ceased

2016©CCSeegars

I woke on the wave of clear vision
found my heart spoke with true wisdom
no longer crowded in indecision
But learning to trust my intuition
Time lived granted me endless provisions
Now I’m stepping into my transition
No longer grappling with self-opposition
I don’t need life’s permission
Approval is not part of my living condition
I took my new moments to intensely listen
Realized me selflessly and with precision
I am the thoughts that I’ve so long envisioned
And I’ve taken the time to release any inhibitions
I reached for the strength within me
Let go any fear that held me in captivity
I’m going to release all of me to free
Embrace every part of who I be
Open up and delve in my susceptibility
Learn to practice my empathy
I have to reach into hidden cavities
Lie open in my naked eccentricity
Cause who am I if I can’t explicitly
Appreciate every nuance of me

June 2016©CCSeegars

spiritually confined, mind borderline blind
Seem to be captured in mid rhyme
signature mood… hmmm…
let’s say I’m sensitively sublime
lost in a rhythm all my own
seeking real time that tangles with my own
that piece of time designed that I own
remembering first thoughts
maybe from another life known
so I’ve settled me in a state of self-imposed alone
Standing one step close enough to aware
straddling near the edge of everywhere
wondering about the truth of neither here nor there
then feeling my presence in disrepair
emotionally I’m instigating self-realized warfare
picked up, put down
held tight then tucked into the next day’s light
waiting for that next insight
that moment of me I could highlight
but my melancholy has me sitting lightly
swaying slightly
holding on to my pieces tightly
because I’m ever present for me
even not looking I’m able to blindly see
Peace of mind is a friend of mine
sitting still endlessly sublime
then winding me down to slow moods
windswept thoughts on slow grooves
Imagination flowing on soft melodies
Vision easing out psychedelic imageries
Caught up in a world all my own
tangled up in this creation that my Soul owns
Giving life anew as my thoughts moan
Wandering freely to places unknown
Because I’m never afraid to allow my truth to roam
You see…
some will never realize the power of the words
fear closes ears opened so nothing’s heard
captured and lost seems to be most preferred
but everything speaks of something
At sometime
Somewhere
My preference is to be fear free over there

2016©CCSeegars