What are you waiting for?
Seeking, grasping for a magic cure,
To be whole.
How long will you put off feeling good?
A perfect circumstance, the right person.
A slave to doubt, to jealousy, to others.
Expecting, wanting, never getting.
A victim to your minds’ shadow.
When will you rise up from your own brutality?
The time will never be perfect.
But today is a fine place to start.
The sunrise does not hesitate to fill darkness.
The soul's fire wants this too.
Metamorphose barnacles of fear
To light you up, to carry you
Forth as wholeness, always.
The world will not change for you,
and the world can wait no longer for you.
We need who you are now!