Source-endorsed

Part 1:
I love my poems, I don't care
What anyone will say
They are genius; everyone
Will feel them in a way

These certain words hold vibration
That heals and integrates
Suppressed barriers disappear
And your chariot awaits

All who hear is a match to the call
Of Source's vibrant will
An effortless power of intent
You chose when you were nil

Part 2:
All you've ever wanted
Brought you all you'll ever meet
Sifting through the contrast
Dropped your purpose at your feet

You picked your parents, your sign, everything
And were very eager to come
You were so free, you chose bondage
So you could overcome

And when the achievement day comes
And you desire something new
Source becomes it immediately
And evolves along side you

You will never get it done
There's no such thing as perfection
To strive for, there's no end
That's just a religious misdirection

You are so very loved
In every single way
No One's pointing a finger at you
There is no judgement day

You cannot be inferior
To that which you truly are
Flawless as the moonlit sky
So launch your shooting star!