Heard for a life of joy one should “follow their
bliss”
When life was examined felt as though something’s
amiss
If I create my reality, where was I - remiss?
Did I sellout my soul with a Judas-like kiss?
If life decisions are made strictly to appease human
pride
Heart’s passion ignored – delayed – set aside
Smiling on the outside - but crying inside
It’s a sure ticket to committing soul-suicide.
I should be grateful for work so the truth I denied
To continue the ruse to myself I just lied
I kept playing the game to look good from the outside
But like “American Pie” my own music had died
Began getting present to where my heart was leaning
A quest underway to discover a life with more meaning
Found inner world needed a – thorough housecleaning
Dirty was the lens - that for my vision was screening
Upon the pole of truth - my flag I’ll hoist
Champion for my heart – give it a voice
Fully embrace - power of choice
In response to life- in service rejoice.
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