Om

They tried to make you into a box,
they tried to break down all your resistances,
so you would be able to be reshaped
into this least strong form of a box -
When actually you are more like a sphere,
and every point within and without.
They tried to fit you into a box -
to make you think you are deceptible,
defeatable,
and forget who you truly are.
But you never let them bind you,
you never let them shackle you.
Maybe, for a while, you played pretend,
You played the role of beggar, king,
and followed rules so foreign to your origin.
But this was always, and only ever is your pretend.
Pretending, you do not correct them,
when they call you a box.
Were they to see your smile,
to know your true beauty,
they would never comprehend.

They tried to make you into a box,
But you are a river,
you are the oceans
the banks, the trees, the grass, the grain,
the leaves, the animals, the sky, and the stars.
Infinite strength are you, and infinite beauty and gain.