- The mind and success -

 

Why do i keep chasing you

Holding onto this belief

And i grasp

So tightly

The spaces Inside

Me have no

Room to breathe.

 

There’s no flow

In the grasping

No ease

With the race

I’m tired 

Of winding myself

Like a top

I can’t face.

 

Be still

Spinning waters

Anchor

Your inner lands,

Success is 

Not a collection 

Of perfectly placed

Moments

Constructed by your hands.

 

Be free

Darling 

in the 

Mellows of unfolding

And clear the path

To allow

For just this.

 

Your soul is aching

For the

Clarity uncovered

By believing

In your gifts.

© Ashley Lord