I’ve shaped my best, a beacon bright,
To guide others through their night. 🌌
Back to virtue, our collective quest,
Into the sacred nest we’re blessed. 🕊️
Where ancestors in peace do lie,
In lands where truths fly high, 🛤️
Soul’s expression, once confined,
Now breaks free, no chains to bind. 🔗➡️🆓
Within this vessel, small and frail,
Beyond judgment’s harsh gale, ⚖️
Time halts, its ticking ends,
As the mirror’s voice no longer bends. 🕰️➡️🛑
We pause our script, our own tale,
To walk in shadows, turn pale, 👤
An extra in another’s scene,
Lost in roles, what does it mean? 🎭
This status, unseen yet so clear,
Crafted by man, brings us here, 👥
“I have wealth,” one might say,
“To bend your will, to lead astray.” 💸🔄
With power’s guise, they pollute,
Casting spells, in pursuit, 🪄
Bells chime, a wakeful call,
To unveil the truth to all. 🔔👁️
On this stage, we all wear masks,
Perfection’s veil, a daunting task, 🎭✨
Yet amidst the play, we yearn,
For authenticity to return. ❤️🔥
Some blend in, with needles’ grace,
In a hologram, they find their place, 💉🌐
Forgetting the divine, in lies they trust,
In illusions, their spirits rust. 🙏🏽➡️🎲
But when the sand flips, a new reign,
The humble rise, amidst the pain, ⏳👑
9:13, the truth I see,
“I Am,” forever free. 📜🕊️
To nurture Earth, our daily bread,
In kindness, our hearts are led, 🌍💖
So here’s to life, in its grand play,
Embrace your truth, have a great day. 🎉🌈