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THE ULTIMATE PARADOX by Gwen Potts

This poem explores the paradox of our world...

That to truly embody something it often requires an exploration of its other half. That by surrendering and accepting the 'darker' elements of life and ourselves we can eventually come to know it's opposite, which in fact in the highest sense all one and the same.
Photography by Brooke Shaden 

The Ultimate Paradox

Know...that
you are already free
It's an illusion
This prison 
Of separation consciousness
You see

To truly know our beauty 
Our divinity
Perfectly imperfect
Already there 
Within Me!

But who is this 'me'
Who am I?
What am I?
What is really 'me'?

The ultimate paradox
An impossible task!
To discover who you truly are
Behind this mask
Within worlds of separation
Can I really expect this of she?

Human emotion
Pain and suffering
Piercing through hearts
Sharp, so real
What do I truly feel?

This paradox of life
Primordial screams
Shattering illusions
My mind can't grasp
This impossible task

Tears coming, feeling truth
Heart beating, soul feeling
Heart opening, expanding

Brink of life's edge
On the cliff top of reality
Just Jump!
I'm frozen
Fear encompassing all
Far too afraid to fall

Soul calling
'Surrender is the key'
'Trust' you can do it!
What, trust in spite of it all?

Too protective from life experience
Must defend, must fight!
Trust and surrender, in this world?
What a fright!

Shell breaks open
Penetrating pressure
Any choice now at all?
My conditioning blown open
With honesty's call

Souls whisper
'There's no good or bad here'
Just experience
Feeling
Transformation
That's all

A gift
Broken open
Soul singing
Consciousness shifting
Even in suffering
Just listening
Feeling it all

Let go, let go
Soul singing
Ever changing
No need to cling so tightly 
To the shore
Release

Heart Open
Soul expanding
Consciousness shifting
Letting go of it all

Perfect surrender
Simply trusting
Heart Opening
Completely 

Finally Trusting 
The Universal Flow
                                                   That's where I shall go.


Gwen Potts: I live in the UK. I love to read all sort of spiritual articles, poetry and especially anything written from the heart. Poetry has always been a vehicle of expression for me, so they are always written about things I am currently working through.  If you resonate and would like to follow my Facebook page and my Soul Harmonic blog here, please do! It's most encouraging when people read and comment on the poems! I hope they will touch many people and let them know they are not alone in the depth of their feelings, as others are experiencing the same, somewhere out there. You may contact me through my Facebook page here. 



~If you are interested in seeing your poetry appear in this blog, or submitting a poem by a woman that has inspired you, please click here for submission guidelines. I greatly look forward to hearing from you!~ 


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