Return to your innocence.
Remember the feeling of being brand new to this world?
Only a tiny pearl?
No hate for yourself.
Emotions filling deep into your whole.
No aspect denied.
As you ravaged and cried.
You needed to reach out your hand.
You needed help to make it in this world.
Return to your breathing and find your essence again.
That innocence within you.
Feel your precious breath and heart beating still.
Nothing has changed accept you learnt to play shame and guilt.
Don't blame yourself.
Where you are is okay.
Return back to source.
Just a babe held in the cosmic womb of creation.
You are here to play, you are here to laugh.
Maybe cry; why can't that be alright?
I see your heart.
so precious to hold.
Why can't we love one another.. whats with this hold?
I see into your eyes.
Mine are the same.
our essence pure.
Nothing can change that.
Hold my hand.
I don't wish to be alone.
Id like to explore this journey
to see where it leads.
Im curious to create.. with the passion of a baby
