Pain 1

Pain this hammer on ones soul this awakening of ones spirit the longer the hammering the purer the silver this fire burning away the dross lifting the clouds of deception flowing back to the light for some it takes alot of fire for some this is neccesary why I do not understand many life times of reason many lifetimes to untangle for some death is a quiet whisper a quiet goodbye but when the pain is gone the most gentle love will craddle thee in peace pure as silver worth many times that of gold the pain had to happen for some of you. For some of you time had come you had to go back to that vast ocean there will be no exceptions you will go kicking and screaming for some a quiet whisper for others. So be at peace find love be kind and maybe you will be granted a whisper of love a most divine whisper of hope to be free once again.