Connection

This is inspired by an experience i had with shrooms. Lately i don’t really write with a purpose i just put down whatever comes to mind.

My Heart nestled within my brows
I see through the light of those before
I walk with the optimism of those to come
I blink with the might of all who are
And I love with the thought of all who will ever be
My soul extends out and around to the earth's core
Seeking its warmth, its home, its shelter
Golden liquid flow through my roots and out of my crown
The trees great me willingly and joyful
They tell me I belong with them
They tell me I've never been alone
The look at me lovingly, jokingly, sternly
They are god's creation
We were always here they tell me
We are you
You are us
We contain the soul of Thoth
The keeper of knowledge lies within us and therefore lie within
you
You are no different darling
The light of Ra lies dormant within your solar plexus
Awaken it
Ignite it
You are Hermes
Guide of the underworld
Master of speech
Guide us
Teach us
Show us they say
We are rooted
Grounded and observant
You are the observation
Your existence, the birds, the bees allow our branches to stretch
tall towards the sky
You teach us we guide you my friend
My eye sits centered
Always watching
Waiting for you to say Hi
You have always been loved
You will always be loved

Author's Note

what does this make you feel or think if anything?

Reviews

[emmajoygreen]

Letting go, releasing the web of thoughts inside a being, can ask questions as it goes off and away, Leaving a shadow, a pace that calls that is, if you want to hear it. May well leave a trail to follow.. or not.

l That is how and what Ifeel about your writing, it tips a reader-thinker almost over an edge - ' Master of speech - Guide us - Teach us - Show us they say - We are rooted - Grounded and observant - You are the observation - Your existence, the birds, the bees allow our branches to stretch - tall towards the sky '

[hazy]

This is really pretty, I love the way it flows. The thoughts feel somewhat dreamlike in the way they’re written. As for your question, I suppose it then makes sense that this poem makes me feel as if I’m in a pleasant, but strange dream.

[willweb]

It feels like a stream of consciousness poem to me, it is proclaiming a learned fact. I liked it, it kind of felt like me a little as I feel I am one with nature. But I wonder, how many can be one with nature, are some people one and half or two with nature? Hmmm...
Nice one.