Scarecrow Vibes

The air grows light with a familiar heavy feel

A flutter of wings starts the mind's hidden wheel

They perch on the eaves of the Soul's enchanted heart

Three black crows and their shadowy parts

The first is the Caw of Temptation sharp and sweet

Whispering of best paths for tired, wandering feet

“Just a taste, just a look::: for your burden is too much to bear”

Come hither it says, and weaves a gentle net, a beautiful snare.

The second is the Guttural Murmurs of Doubt cold and low

Pointing to places where new seeds normally grow

“You cannot, you’ll fail, you are doing it wrong”

A dark thought that if not quickly quelled will eclipse the sun & the fun.

The third the great grim one the Shadow of Fear

A huge shapely creature that insists : Hold it, Dear,

It's better to be safe in the dark, it says, than risk bringing in the light

It persistently peddles a long abysmal night.

A breath and some awareness and the issues become but a trifle

The Inner Self rises, it stirs, and refuses to stifled

It flows to the core like lava under the Earth

A fortress of resolve recalling its thirst

It remembers its purpose and becomes full of delight

It says good bye victim hood. I choose to feel light

The crows rise in protest, an amazing sound and sight like a dark cloud

Spirit shakes and moves and the flock clears like a shroud.

They circle and climb, then recede and grow very small

Until there is nothing left except stillness and calm

We were beckoned and fooled

Once seen never again to be moved

The soul stands alone fully and completely loved

The field is clear now for the soil-turning plough

The heavy wings vanish and all the darkness is gone

A knowing remains, continually thriving on

Purpose is mastery and the soul knows its way

All we need to do is get out of the way & have a great day

~ Karla Sutherland @chetana_grateful