I know you want to drag me down into the pit you love to dwell
I know you need my love to make your own heart swell
I know you cannot let go of the energy I gave so free
I know that you need something to allow your soul to be.
I felt the pull of your needs squash the ones I had
I allowed it all to get buried, all the instincts weren't a fad.
They stayed and nagged in my pocket as I took your hand
And yes, I buried them under a house of unstable sand.
I let the moon take me, I let it fill and empty my soul
I let go of the sadness and betrayal because it truly takes it's toll.
I look at the green in the eyes, piercing through what's mine
I gave you all I had with love, patience and time.
Takers always take, showing privilege is not black, red or white
Demanding from others that they support your selfish flight.
And so in lying with the lot, who took and ended up short
You've left yourself in a pit, with only your own house to sort.
Looking for revenge, and someone to place your blame.
Is not going to make you whole, nor make your world more sane.
As I sit quietly creating, making my world come to life
Yours is bitter and vengeful, trying to relocate your strife.
I gave it all away, with love, compassion and care.
I gave it all away, as your words took my heart to snare.
As I fell into myself and realized I needed to heal
You blazed your hateful words, as nothing from you was ever real.
When you do not have your own
And you take from everyone else
You'll find yourself alone
With your integrity atop a shelf.
I don't know your wounds
I have no horse for show
Your heart lies in a tomb
No lushness in it will grow.
And now with hind-site clear and no more dazzle left,
The frenzy of your mind has committed the greatest theft.
It robs you of your love, your time and your peace.
Your hatred is your demise, your biggest most rotten thief.
And no matter the venom you throw, or the hatred that you toss
I am only saddened by the waste of you though the lesson is not lost.
This is my only 'bite', the only way I will react.
My integrity is not shelved as it's always been intact.
Copyright by Cari-Lee Miller
It is the simplest, most intricate events in this life that cultivate slowly to make the greatest things happen. These small weavings through time are a treasures we often overlook. Walk each moment in a way that leaves you whole and not wanting. Not always the way it goes but surely the way most rewarding, most memorable and most pleasing when hindsight sits at your feet, beckoning you to understand the lesson.
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