Class 7

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I know you feel it too, 

An upcoming storm, 

Deep within our being, 

Be it the pressure, 

Or something more mystical, 

It surely exists,

It drowns us both, 

Draining the colour from the world, 

Dampening the senses,

Colassping the walls, 

Choking us in melancholic feeling, 

I held an orange today, 

It was so vibrant,

Compared to the energy consuming storm, 

Find the tiny things in life, 

Appreciate them, but do not touch them, 

With all the eyes you contain, 

O Wise One,

I seek the answers to my life, 

The fortune that will blow my sails, 

The face of the lover, 

The code to my inner vault,

The key to my cage, 

O Wise One, 

Fill me with the teaser of my life!

O Young One, 

A moment of gratitude will come forth, 

You will pause and all will unravel, 

You will be at the bottom of the pit with yourself, 

But down there, you’ll find yourself, 

You’ll face the past again, 

Who will stretch out its neck, 

The future fog will lift just a little, 

For the golden sunset to shine through, 

All this is will be granted when you silence the self, 

O Wise One, 

What wonders does this hardship bring!

Do fill me in more, 

For I fear the unknown,

Tell me concisely and in no riddles, 

For the horrors that I will have to face, 

O Young One, 

There are a million ways to behold the beloved,

It is How we choose to look at things that matters,

O Wise One, 

Do go on, 

What is at the essence of my journey?

How do I behold my fears and my beloved?

O Young One,

A moment will pass,

It will be followed by another one,

Then another one,

An other, 

And, an other, 

Until two becomes one, 

In that moment The Young One tasted the wine of wisdom. 

Go forth!

Take that step forward, 

Embrace the pain, 

Show your chest, 

The pain scars carry memories, 

Clouded with emotions of all types, 

Wade in the water, 

Pan for the lessons, 

Tread forth, 

Each scar is an art, 

Your storied life is an exhibition,

Show us all you have learned, 

Be,

To us!

On these lovesick days, 

Turn yourself away from what was, 

Or what could be, 

Show gratitude to the shades of love present in the moment, 

For they are the ones to build and carry You, 

This present remembering will remedy that sickness, 

It flows all around you, 

Loud and quiet, 

Praise it all! 

Don’t go searching for or throwing away love,

 if you don’t know how the river becomes a lake!

Oh you, shyness!

O! You and your retracted form,

Come out to us and the warming sun,

Your words are caged, 

Covered under your shyness,

Yet we hear the canaries call,

We lean towards the youness that she calls,

Before she succumbs to fear,

Call out to us,

We care not what you say,

But how you say it,

A fall doenst kill,

But the height does,

So slay us with You,

I know the position you are in,

The itch to say something, 

But the fear of no one hearing, 

Caring, or reacting unjustly,

Disregard us,

What matters is what you have to say,

For the Universe will attune the ears of the listener,

To the sweetness that is your tongue,

When I am with you,

I feel your spiritual weight,

Like a dam waiting to burst,

Succumb,

Threaten us with drowning,

So we may flow,