From scroll 3:
I was not delivered into this world in defeat nor does failure course in my veins. I am not a sheep waiting to be prodded by my shepherd. I am a lion and I refuse to talk, to walk, to sleep with a sheep..
I cannot simply abandon the ones that I love. It is so hard to communicate so much of what I know because so many of the ones I love are not willing to put in the work to witness the change that is ever so presently waiting for them.
I must use each moment of adversity as an opportunity to grow and become more wise and apply the seven laws of the Mind and live in the true essence of who I am.
I’m using this opportunity to write my first poem and I would like to share it : this is a poem about influence, perspective, change, growth, and about the dichotomies of becoming enlightened in this existence not the next!
Poem title : Sheep, Shepherds, Lions and lambs .
Often decisions made. Good and bad which seem the same.
From your eyes you see and from mine I see.
Stories told to touch the soul
So that we may see.
What lies beyond the story
Is what hides in you and me!!
Tales of nights, dragons and queens
And true gold that can’t be seen.
Yet without the courage to gaze
Fidelity to attachment still remains .
For it is in the silence that we truly see!