
Strong Heart Beat
Unplug the charging cell phone
Siri reports and conveys the redundant
The news is made-up of bits and pixels
With no answers in sight
We work in the day
And hide in the night
I lean not onto my own understanding
Bending with the contours of my everyday
Balling my fists up
And rubbing away the hypocrisy of a poorly thinning veil
Always wondering…
if truth is a heart beat away
Why does the ground’s pulse quicken?
Synchronizing with a vibration that I don’t know
A location far from reality covers the morning
in a moss that dilapidated safe homes
A land that angels visit and demons roam
But we find gems to help us rebuild
A world full of unknowns
Love always, Esha ❤