Liberation

Liberation

Liberation, a word, a thought?
Something borrowed or bought,
through the experience of fraught?

Can the eye see or the hand feel freedom in this way?
To know what is real;
awaken all to the truth of the roles that we played.

Societal rules. The price is paid;
consensus dictates the norm.
History creates a storm of expectation; identities fade.

Make way to stand bare in your truth;
shed these old garments of war.
Receive the protection of light;
to shine forth from your spiritual core.

The spark ignites.
Seize the night; claim a conscious choice.
To know the truth of who we are;
raise a new collective voice.

Not just in word or thought,
but in the vibration of one-a-chord.
The sweet resonation of souls,
whose light becomes their sword.

Release your fear and unworthiness.
Resound to realms above.

For the only path to liberation is this vibration of love.