When you thank the negative,
It turns into the same energy you thank it with.
If you send it resistance,
it gives it back.
If you thank it with love,
from your impersonal source,
It leaps in and drowns with joy.
And you disappear and remain,
untouched and light.
YOU ARE READING
These Poems
PoésieThese poems, I don't know where they come from, I don't know who they are for, or if they are for anyone. Perhaps they are just wild musings with no aim, Or perhaps they will touch someone, heal someone, or take that pain out of them like a surgery...
