The world is in a state of crisis
God and spirit
Synonymous with war and suffering, to some
There is a hunger for love
Belonging and comfort
Something felt intimately between two
Or many
Loneliness dissipates
With belief and escape from oneself
People need to wake the fuck up
Or selfishness, self seeking, egotism will ruin the world
Or further damage what’s already been done
Life is not about material things, possessions, careers
We are here for a purpose: to be helpful, to serve, to be present
Spiritual beings having a human experience
One day I’ll find someone who understands this
Another awakened soul
Until then, I sleep alone
With a light in my eyes
Grey and bright
