For the First Time

Brought to tears
By the beauty of the wasteland
Of my past
I am honored by all that I have been given

For the first time

Judgments float by untethered and released
I breathe in the purity of my soul

For the first time

I touch the air warm and thick with potential
And the masses in my perception disintegrate

For the first time

The truths of my obsessions and the timing of my fears
Ring false and out of rhythm with the quietness within

For the first time

I am the knowing and the being
I am the guide and the guided
The fearful and the courageous
The lies and the truth

For the first time

I am the beauty
I am the love
I am the everything

For the first time

I am all.

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