As the Water Rises
Posted: 19 Dec 2018, 16:30
Raindrops in rhythmic trickles
Start methodically as music
But in its relentlessness
Incessant in its arrogance
The rain drowns the melody and
There is too much water
The ground cannot hold it
It wears away under the pressure
To be more than it is
To open itself up
To receive more than it can hold
As the water rises the ground remains level
And we begin to feel small
Seeing ourselves less than the world around us
We are forced to let go of everything that moves too slow
Release anything that softens under the drench of falling water
While our palms still ache for substance and strength
Yearning for something worth hanging onto
We face the truth
That in this apocalyptic rain
Nothing external can save us
But it’s the fear that overtakes
It fills the lungs
It bloats the body and floods our senses
As the water rises we face a choice
To stand as immovable as this stubborn ground
Or find a way to rise above the rising water
There is too much water
The ground around cannot hold it
But as the water rises
The light of truth reveals
That the inner ground is immense
And contains the full worth of our being
Within the expanse of our underground
Contains the vault of our valuables
Self belief releases to the surface
Everything we need to transcend the rising water
And lift ourselves to a higher platform worthy of our being
Raindrops come and go
Methodically as music
And when the downpour begins
The inner ground remains stable
From the depth of our authenticity
A melody rises to the surface
Above and beyond any arrogance
It sings a new landscape crafted from pressure
Able to be more
To open itself up and
Thrive in any form of weather
Start methodically as music
But in its relentlessness
Incessant in its arrogance
The rain drowns the melody and
There is too much water
The ground cannot hold it
It wears away under the pressure
To be more than it is
To open itself up
To receive more than it can hold
As the water rises the ground remains level
And we begin to feel small
Seeing ourselves less than the world around us
We are forced to let go of everything that moves too slow
Release anything that softens under the drench of falling water
While our palms still ache for substance and strength
Yearning for something worth hanging onto
We face the truth
That in this apocalyptic rain
Nothing external can save us
But it’s the fear that overtakes
It fills the lungs
It bloats the body and floods our senses
As the water rises we face a choice
To stand as immovable as this stubborn ground
Or find a way to rise above the rising water
There is too much water
The ground around cannot hold it
But as the water rises
The light of truth reveals
That the inner ground is immense
And contains the full worth of our being
Within the expanse of our underground
Contains the vault of our valuables
Self belief releases to the surface
Everything we need to transcend the rising water
And lift ourselves to a higher platform worthy of our being
Raindrops come and go
Methodically as music
And when the downpour begins
The inner ground remains stable
From the depth of our authenticity
A melody rises to the surface
Above and beyond any arrogance
It sings a new landscape crafted from pressure
Able to be more
To open itself up and
Thrive in any form of weather