Erosion Two
But the Garden, you ask…
What is the big deal?
Returning back to Eden
Purity to reveal
The streams may have diverged at times
But drop again into the heart
Just like the lyric from “The Scientist”,
“I’m going back to the start”
He takes with him the lessons learned
The fortified and true
While scrubbing away the system’s stamp
Commence erosion two
For without a proper foundation
A house cannot withstand
The forces of nature and life’s battles
Like being built on sand
Before it’s found in two
It must be found in one
Seek ye first the kingdom
And so it shall be done
The kingdom could be many things
But here it means connection
To God within, the divine higher self
Passing the inspection
The permit granted to build upon
The solid bond inside
Body, soul and spirit
One faithfully supplied
He doesn’t want to have lived as though
The wheel was the extent
When with no need for evidence
Outside in hamsters went
For without spirit he’s empty
Void of a driving force
Life Path 11, intuitive and healing
Necessitates the source
Enlightenment in many ways
Pilot flame igniting
Sacral response to the path
Coming through this writing
Gone with the erosion is blueprints
Of what the house would be
An oxymoron if there ever was one
Blinded clairvoyancy
At least in the movie “Field of Dreams”
A baseball field was known
When faith in the foundation and building upon
Fulfilled a goal as shown
Yet here in this life currently, the only direction
Is to build foundation
Release the need to understand why and enjoy
The art of creation
Planets bunched in his chart around
The home and family
Trusting in the universe
Designs that he can’t see
Melting away the barriers of mind
Opening to the soul
Can he carry through the plan
Larger than his control
Making sense of senselessness
Logistics thrown away
Things that just couldn’t possibly work
Are suddenly in play
It’s always been said that we
Do not handle the “how”
Testing constant acts of trust
Will he continue now?
Why do you think you need to plan,
Effort, or find a way?
Unclench your grip, have a coffee, take a sip
Enjoy this soul cafe
“It’s cyclical, you know”, he says
“I get caught up in it;”
“I guess that makes me human,”
“More than I would admit”
Yet, thanks for the reminder
He’s not just either/or
Much like foundation needs to be mixed
Alchemizing the core
Ingredients may come from parts unknown
Flying in like a dove
Foundation setting in its own time, following his
Notion of crock pot love
Maybe that’s what the work was all along
Going out on a limb
The home and family always desired
Being built inside him