where would you be if you followed curiosity?
a nominal position is the superstition your landlocked
between the seas of opportunities not seized
that the air is thin in the atmosphere
and if you try to leave you might be seen
taking up too much oxygen
to fuel the combustion needed to thrust you to a world others can't breathe
but all it takes is two steps to be somewhere your not
the first step takes only the thought
to untie the knot
around the legs of your voice inside
rip off the duct tape and hug the gut feeling
caught in the riptide
of society pointing us everywhere other than the point of this life
there is no reason to hide
our internal compass is quiet at first
then screams the more it feels seen
let it guide you and start living your dream
it may sound obscene
but to follow your truth means to lean
on the universe and free fall between
where you think you should go
and some place never seen
to open yourself continuously
to what seems absurd
gives birth to sounds never heard
that's the sound of your truth
my life is proof and I give you my word
that the second step will be easier
so walk out the door and ask
what do you smell?
what do you hear?
what do you notice and what draws you near?
then prior to thinking about what someone else thinks about it and puckering your lips to the sour idea that being different turns rotten and cower
give more of your attention to your present power
feel empowered to smell that flower
for the path we follow this hour
shapes what we see next
and as much as we fear being devoured
the only thing that eats us in the end is regret
two steps to the window seat on a plane
two steps uninhibited by guilt or shame
two steps and you've already changed
222 winks at you to remind you you are not chained
but on a journey maintained by following your inner-child's intuition
the part of us we spend our whole lives trying to contain
until our joy chokes to death and the only way to remain is to let go, reframe
realign our life to the truth that is deep inside
which gives rise to the fullness we seek when we're lost feeling hollow and weak
life is sweet when we speak our freak
and the universe kisses our cheek
as we ascend over mountain peaks
it may be steep but take the leap
and fall deeply in love with the life that you reap