The ongoing transition from darkness to light
Is sustained by refreshings of blessings and more
Than my conscious awareness can ever recall.
My desires over lifetimes, some big and some small,
Form an energy vortex of all I’ve asked for.
Memory can’t keep track of all things that excite.
Knowing then what I’m wanting, I’m quite far along
In the creative process. What had to have come
Before wanting is feeling contrast and the need
For a worthy solution. The will to succeed
I dare keep to myself lest my spirit succumb
To destructive opinions that may be flat wrong.
The two basic vibrations, belief and desire,
Operate but rarely at the same frequency.
When they don’t, discontentment is all I can feel,
But when they’re in alignment, my dreams become real.
I am born to create my own reality –
Not to face someone else’s. Now, that would be dyer.
To become an Inventor is to be aware
That intentions are mothers that love to give birth
To gestating desires brought about through some pain.
My mood is most important. Therein I may gain
Access to things I’ve wanted since being on earth.
Thankfully, this is not all that urgent to share.