Finding Your Spirit Guides in a Space Known as Lost
I’ve taken space and shared space too
Sometimes uncertain on what I should do
Visiting a limbo, in a sphere I call “the lost”
Just spending some time, ‘tis my only cost
Looking for something, some guidance perhaps
Aligning priorities, before they collapse
I’m not here alone, I see other faces
A mixed population, from many many places
The theme is a commonality of uncertainty
But people are committed, their zeal purposefully
For some its boredom, others curiosity
With but a kindred few, there to seek luminosity
The path to enlightenment, for certain, misunderstood
Not everyone can perceive, that all intentions must be good
It seems some walking here, wish to have a duality
Hiding misgivings, as they create false realities
Developing an appearance of someone edified
It’s shallow, but to them another way to be recognized
Truth tellers know, the best of both worlds ‘tis but a lie
You can choose only one, and the others go bye
Mysteries and baggage, many carry inside
Gives them a comfortable space they can hide
So they miss their higher power, a guide most divine
It’s waiting in plain sight, so obvious to find
As materialism inhibits, any chance for full release
They’ll continue to search, but never find inner-peace
In observation in visitation, I’ve learned so so much
How most people distract, ignore, avoid and such
As if they were creating a litany, of how to not succeed
Supported with evidence, in every action and every deed
I’ve pondered on compiling the wrongs on a list
Some without recourse and others easily dismissed
To demonstrate when we focus on the path to failure
It’s toxic and certain to impact multiple behaviors
Some once instilled become quite impossible to change
Others still pending, with a chance to exchange
And for some of the travelers, the journey is a test
With only their knowledge, they try for the best
Not ready, but taking chances, exploring lands unknown
Randomly filling their hearts, with the things they’ve been shown
Observing the few who seek the shine of enlightenment
And their disillusion with the imprisonment of the environment
The gathered masses, all seeking something new
Methodologies differ, all are subjected to review
A common thread, one for certain, I see it emerge
They speak of togetherness, but fail to converge
Souls standing close, lost and preoccupied
The distractions of living, still blinded to their guides
Each with a list, one held tied to their mind
A check-off with places and things they might find
So they visit the limbo, the space where they dream
An imaginary land, where things appear as they seem
And many succumb, the false beauty of “the lost”
Decades go by, invisible lines become crossed
Lifetimes completed, unfinished and void
Their invisible worlds, slowly destroyed
Living is so more, than a class or seminar
It’s a journey to discovering, exactly who you are
Sadly for most, the solution was always floating about
To let goodness in, you must push badness out
Committing to living with an open heart and open mind
You won’t have to look, but understanding you’ll find
So I’ve observed and kept track with precision
Offering some wisdom, to help your decision
As you seek, you shall find, if you live and embrace
All the goodness and magic to be found in your space
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The journey of finding oneself is varied, some are guided, others alone in their quest, others still cannot realize a quest at all. For those who seek truth and wisdom and a spiritual enlightenment, life is a kaleidoscope of experience and epiphanies. So nicely expressed Ralph, on this path of lost and found. really enjoyed it. Cheers!