Man has intuition too,
We carry it boiling in our belly
A hot coal that won’t extinguish
It bubbles over in rage or suspicion
Its vapor clouds our vision
Sizzling whispered lies of ineptitude, inadequacy
Sometimes, when we open our mouths
We breathe fire
It leaps to escape
Becoming the lump in our throat
And suddenly we are wordless
Tears unable to materialize
In the heat of our un-known knowing
Your anger is but the smoldering of your
Imprisoned self
Man has intuition too,
Glowing wasted in the darkness of our body
Brother, I am here to tell you
It is not an unwieldable weapon
From which you must spare the world
It will not set fire to your wife and children
Nor the world you have crafted with your hands of
Divine masculine creativity
It is simply
Your light
Man has intuition too,
And he’d do well to heed it
All you need to stop it burning you
Is to set it free
For it is the illumination of your authentic self
It is the torch that lights the path to
Undivided love and knowing
Bringing into view all that you’ve hidden in the shadows
Of your self, of others, of your greatest masterpiece
Do you not want to see the whole thing?
Man has intuition too,
Set it free
Read more of John’s poetry on Instagram at @johnnatoliwrites.
Beautiful. Much appreciation John.
WOW, BROUGHT ME TEAR OR TWO. THANKS. Well done.