growth

* inspired from listening to “Shining Star” by The Roots, Erykah Badu, and D’Angelo*

wrapped in aquamarine waves of contentedness

wishes on Stars keep the Soldier’s footsteps

from land mines in his mind that would twist his thoughts

into winding roads that he ought not travel

his desires are now plans that seem to come unraveled

his heart beats in the street but it’s muted by the gravel

that screeches from the brakes of the chances he doesn’t take

for he’s trapped in a position that he chooses to fake

for the truth is too scary and bliss can’t be free

in the past he learned trusting his feelings was a hypocrisy

so she, in mediation sends sensations so his heart chakra glows

plants manna in his mind so his Spirit grows

waters it with purity

sensual security

she will continue to cultivate his thoughts until the blossoms bloom

knowing nothing will grow if you don’t give it room

sunshine

plenty of truth

for what use is a flower

if you destroy its roots.

© michele mitchell, 2013

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