free
The divine masculine harbours
the feminine,
The divine feminine harbours
the masculine,
each in honour,
each in service
of the other.
Unity on all levels,
bound in freedom,
bound in respect,
bound in love,
free together.
Free of all the chains,
holding us down,
flying without wings.
©steve sniukas
So much more coming than I can imagine.
If someone had told me,
I would not have believed,
yet here I am:
Seeing, feeling, believing,
shattered dreams and perceptions,
only to be reimagined beyond the conceivable.
The illusion of who I thought I was,
who I made myself to be,
fragments of a broken image
coming into a fluid picture,
more than the pieces put together,
clear as day,
steady as a rock,
yet in motion,
like the water, reflecting,
expanding into sweet embrace,
so real it’s surreal.
Shedding skins, ripping them open,
striding out of illusions,
lifting layer upon layer,
stepping up and out,
this beautiful being,
(Forever) expanding;
the Big Bang.
©steve sniukas
The veil lifting,
layer upon layer.
The world looks different when you change.
Let go and the pieces fit,
make it through the mud and blood,
come out clean on the other side.
Stillness in motion,
Silence in sound,
remember who you are.
No need to become what you already are,
just remember, and you are.
Light and peace, an open heart.
Shine bright, shine dark,
you are it all,
you are nothing and everything, condensed into one.
Can you feel the vastness, of it all,
of all the universes beating in your heart,
you are.
©steve sniukas