Nature’s Utterance...

I have the strength to quiet the chaos inside me, just to only hear the whisper not the doubt that cloud my soul, but the power of silence that resides within me to bring me calmness
I have the strength to quiet the chaos inside me, but not the captivity of neglect inside of me, a flame of eternal, waiting to be heard and sing to provide me the right kind of chatter I needed
I have the strength to quiet the chaos inside me, each breath I take restores the kind of stillness I must seek, in order to listen to nature’s design that reaches out to all humanity
I have the strength to quiet the chaos inside me, the truth is that what lies outside can never disrupt what’s mine, for the truth is not fleeting but engraved deep in mind alone…

Facade’s illusion shall not blind my eyes, that I shall see the real shapes that fear and envy cast, not to the point that distorts my world that isn’t my own but a place of innermost desire
Facade’s illusion shall not blind my eyes, that all things are transient as none of them are like a stone that I cannot carry and remove, but are just haze and that’s the simple truth
Facade’s illusion shall not blind my eyes, that are caught between time’s silent sweep and the stars that seem fixed, their shimmer seems eternal in order for you to descry
Facade’s illusion shall not blind my eyes, that clarity rests from your wisdom’s will to keep the substantial ones, so why should we keep the passing shadows that might conquer your purpose…

I shall only carry the gift of my soul, for within me lies the magnetic force that no like of lie could pull me from behind, “ I can fight the pressure in me”
I shall only carry the gift of my soul, just utter the words that anchor my spirit, like a melody to guide through each day in my own story, “ I can fight the pain in me”
I shall only carry the gift of my soul, that promise to honor only the truth I have found not the ones I only thought I have found, “ I can fight the confusion in me”
I shall only carry the gift of my soul, with every repetition, those utterances grows stronger, the kind of echoes that I would only listen to, “ I can fight the weakness in me”

In silence, I shall find the words that set me free, no kind of sound could compare the kind of depth and the kind of stillness that I needed for an idea to come to me
In silence, I shall find the words that set me free, where wisdom emerges it’s like echoes too profound, not the kind of noise that I couldn’t fail not to listen to
In silence, I shall find the words that set me free, this pure and unbroken ways, the redundant utterance that will bridge the truth that my spirit has found
In silence, I shall find the words that set me free, lies the power to see, the power to endure, the power to dispel what isn’t tru are the gifts that nature has granted, I shall renew to discern and pursue what forever abides…

Watchwords:
To honor the truth, and return the gift I was given
In my brightest strength, it cannot be taken
When chaos reigns, the world seems unkind
The kind of fog rolls, and the path grows dim

Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, “Who am I?”..

As and will always be reminding you to dream:
“As you are still the Master of your destiny and the maker of your dreams…”

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