Caged

"Through the cracks there is light ... I feel the warmth in my soul. I chant out to God to brighten my path."

Put in a box.

Put in a cage.

Told it was for my own good.

For the greater good.

For the happiness of others.

My compassionate heart understands.

My spirit fights for freedom.

False promises of privilege.

False truths. False hopes. False reality.

What is real?

Can anyone see me?

Can they see my expression?

& how I take shelter?

Can they see my passion is for God?

Can they see that God has blessed me with the equal parts courage and humility?

Put in a crate.

Put in a trunk.

I can’t breathe.

I suffocate.

Im overwhelmed.

I give more than I should.

My mind is stolen.

My heart is crying.

I run around my small perimeter,

Hoping for a chance.

Hoping for a change.

Through the cracks there is light

I feel the warmth in my soul.

I chant out to God to brighten my path.

Luminous and blinding.

My soul grows in the tiny space.

The fire that has been contained now spreads wild.

Wild and free for all to see

My strength might frighten.

Please don’t run in fear.

I am a spirit soul.

My dharma is to spread love.

I have song birds to lift me up.

I have moon goddesses to hold me down.

My dharma is to use my strength.

I have friends who adore me.

I have students who follow me.

My dharma is to open doors.

I have men who are my pillars.

I have everything I need inside of me.

Lead with compassion and humility

like my teachers teachers teachers.

Do not allow those who cannot hold your heart in.

Open your eyes.

The shackles are loose.

Run free mamita,

There is no box.🙏🏽❤️

Peace & Love,

Nik