There is no one coming for you
There is no one coming for us
No group that come
We only come to ourSelves
In our own time
In our own way
In our own world
We must come to ourSelves
At our own time of decision
A time to decide
Upon
Which way to go
To continue upon the way of men
Or
To precede upon a way
Out of the insanity of today
Into the sanity of tomorrow
Into the reality unseen
That already exists within ourSelves
Within our Self
Within our Now
In the Now
This is the Way
The way from sickness
To health
The way from chaos
To a balanced existence
A way out
That leads to a way in
This is the only way
On your way
Toward the Way
© 2017 M.N. Hopkins
Note: This was written over a pair of days and first published on my blog today on June 1, 2017. Self = Soul.
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Poems by M.N. Hopkins
2 comments:
Very nice
this perfectly coins my thoughts that we/ourselves are the only heroes coming to save ourselves
David M
Indeed and thanks for your comment David.
Kindest regards,
Mike
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