Discovering the Voice of God

-Poetic Thursday

Rest ye oh child of mine, something to remember in this illusion of time.
What expectation can you hold, beyond my understanding?
How could you ever know, tomorrow’s unfolding?

I’m speaking to you, why do you not listen?
I’m here, now, your mind has forgotten.
So tied up in yesterday, bound by ideas of failure.
How could you here me? As your identity continues to wonder.

How can I help you, bring your attention to now?
Where it’s calm and still, impossible to frown.
Watch your thoughts, but don’t follow their movements.
They are not meant to be your source of guidance.

Just as easily as they come, be willing to let them go.
They are not you, only a tool that passes through a window.
You are much more than your ability to think.
Rest now, beyond thought, I look forward to our meet.

Did you find genuine value within this post? If you did, then most likely you know someone else who will as well. I invite you to share the goodness!
Namaste -Tigmonk