Pressure makes Diamonds

Pressure makes diamonds 

 



I grew up in Religion.

Spirituality defined by rules followed and

Laws upheld.


Pressure.


Going again and again


Spirituality strengthened by commitments made and covenants upheld.


More pressure..


A desire to be the best of me

Strengthened by my “upheld spirituality.”

Perceived Truth

and still learning the greater Truth associated.. 


To crash, then burn.

A husk leftover from an imagined reality.


The feeling of it all:

Numbness, darkness, pain…

Tears and yelling. 

Scars on the Heart

A received black eye or two..

More darkness...


Applied Pressure.


To that of finding God again.

Then Remembering the feelings felt,

Just without the face of him.


Spirituality found in the peace of self.

An assurance and a confidence.

 

To the point and place of a quiet solitude

A Mountain breeze in the wind.

Feeling the Mountain dirt beneath your feet

Earthy essence feeding your soul. 

Healing.. as a smile starts to hit your face. 


Feel everything at once..



How Releasing it all threw me over the

threshold of applied heat

For the natural formation of...


I know God is real.

Somehow.

I feel him all around

And somehow.. still standing in awe of this master plan. 


Trusting...


Though dazed and mostly confused I tend to feel

Somehow, It’s in my heart.


All of it. 


To rising above the laws upheld 

And remembering how spirituality first came from within.


From the quiet of thoughts made

And the silent prayer always on hand.

Mediation to your inner Sanctum.


Feeling everything at once

and housed in peace. 


I know him.

Somehow

In some great way.


A pressure in Motion.


I still feel less than

But choose to be more than. 

I guess that’s the secret.


I feel it all at once

Somehow, I’m here for some reason.


Am I seeing the correct picture?


Choosing to Trust again. 


The feeling of it all;

I'm finding the path ahead.


A hand waiting within the foreboding anxiety of Patience.

All good things come in Time?

Fuck that. 

It's True though... 

Even if it's all right in front of you. 


Allowing 

The finding of Peace amidst the mess of reality.

Safety, with a warm fire within. 

A tornado of Emotions and Passion

but Housed in Peace. 


Just like faith,

It’s all in my heart.


All of it.


A presence into reality.



Feelings of hope, prayer, sanctum.. peace. 



The secret to it All... 


A belief that I am the nature spun Diamond I’ve always sought for. 





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