Don't Let The Bastards Get You Down
ZOELAB DAY 334
Original Date of Post: August 3 2013
A poem written to my inner child.
Don’t let the bastards get you down, my little one.
Be strong, and bring forth the parts you know to be true.
For if you do not, you will have not lived the life you were blessed with.
Little women are lucky to have a strong and principled mother.
I have been with shaky principles, shaky sense of self.
I have been a prisoner in a tomb of outside aggrandizement.
I have been asleep and dreaming of darkness.
I have been so so asleep, so very small, in the worst way.
So very blind to the ways of darkness.
I have suddenly become greatful for the gift of words and clay.
I am alive with my own mistakes.
My mistakes are my past prisons, but are now my truths that set me free.
I am no longer waiting to die.
I am reliving my birth.
I am relieving my forgetfulness by accepting my disconnected heart.
I have refound my heart.
I have refound what is lost daily, but remembered
through looking away for a moment.
My eyes are focused only by slowing down. Only by seeing my own disappointment and frustration.
There is no difference between truth and art.
The difference is discipline and honor. To honor truth with discipline is art.
There is no truth except that which is.
Come to me, little one,
Hold my hand.
You have reason not to trust me because I have ignored you for so long.
But you can see and feel that I am here right now.
I have come back to you with my midnight mirror and my telescope.
I have come back just to hold your hand,
and to listen to your most intimate secrets.
To be the friend you dream of.
To be yours.
I cannot promise anything because only this moment counts.
All there is is now.
All I can be is here.
You and I.
I love you with deep truthful compassionate unconditional love.
My gift to you is to accept you exactly as you are with no judgment.
I see your great heart’s desires. I see your frustrations with your limitations.
To imagine is to be limitless.
It is the word of god.
Befriend your imagination.
And trust yourself.
No matter how bad you think you may be.
What ever it is. It is,
And it must be.