Meant To
You don't do it because you choose it. You do it because you're supposed to. The Universe has a way of course correcting - to ensure what needs to happen will.
~Lost~
And as the waves crashed in
I knew what I was meant to do.
Hell, who am I kidding?
I have always known.
Like, this was
Bred in me.
Made for this.
Like coded.
Preset course.
I can choose it
Or it chooses me.
When I am ready
I will choose it back.
Because I know it.
And it knows me.
Has know me
As I It.
Destined.
Is that too strong a word?
When the insincerity of the days
Blows colder than frostbite.
To see again.
To feel.
Again.
What would that mean?
All of it– rushing and pushing
And making its way to, in and
Through.
All of Me.
So that I may see.
Finally be free.
Release what has been holden
To me.
And so it says
Love
Is All we need.
Shackled to greed
It’s the way to be free.
Shown the way
From the deepest parts of me.
Since been decreed.
Message or inbreath
Dreamspeace
Or when we wept.
I can’t keep living like this.
Embodying what I heed.
Encircling the Air I breathe.
My mind continues the weave.
Gracious for the ways.
In which my mind behaves.
Letting Love walk in its place.
Revealing to me– its true face.
While the meant to be’s
Continue marching in their place.
~Ruby L.S.~
08.2023.10
More on this poem here:
https://open.substack.com/pub/introvertedsage/p/meant-to?r=29gi64&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web&showWelcomeOnShare=true
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