To BE …

Awareness is

A heck of a thing

Like a bell

Migrainely chiming

Ding! Ding! Ding!

A wake up call

Finally making sense

Of it all

The Why’s of life

Coming home to roost

Psychosomatic ills healed

Revitalized with a sonic boost.

No more wonder

Why no place felt like home

Why I was compelled to roam

The reel-to-reel

Stories of pain

Shrouded progress

And tainted every gain

Unconsciously played

Over and again.

Over and again

I served others

But forgot to be

My own best friend

Thank God

This has come to an end

P. P. and L.

Is to where I am compelled

Peace,

Productivity

And Love

Now starts from within

And rains down from above

Cleansed,

Clear,

And conscious,

Awake

I opted to give

Myself a brake

To openly see

To live to Be.

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