What’s In A Name

In this age of grand illusion,
I walked into your life—
Out of a spiral,
Or was it a dream?

You feared
Tides of change.

Still,
I forced my way in.

I am my name,
Reborn for you.

Must one see to believe,
Or believe to see?

This I shall tell you:

Suspend doubt in thee.

Consumed by fear,
You will never be free.

The meaning of life
Is simply

To be.

I am a strange land,
But you’re safe with me.

Though I’m done trying to fit in
With ‘their’ scheme of things.

And I’ll no longer stand
In the way of my light,

’Cause greed is no God—

Wisdom lives in the heart.

My prayer flies
Like a word on a wing,

Though it may not fit in
With ‘their’ scheme of things.

And I’ll still walk beside you,
So long as I can.

’Cause the ultimate truth is:

We’re all born with wings.

So I kneel down
And offer

My word
On your wing.

I’m ready to change
The scheme

Of things.

They’ll forever be asking:

What’s in a name?

While the wind quietly whispers—

Everything.

Everything.

Note: channeled from my higher self. The name in question is Maya.

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