Sounds of creation: creaks and groans
And what at times do sound like moans.
But is it suffering that you hear?
Let us make this perfectly clear …
Does not the mother cry in pain?
When giving birth she moans the same.
For creation is a wondrous thing.
These creaks and groans pure joy do sing.
A bit of pain is worth the cost
To bring again what was never lost—
The presence of spirit to the sight …
Bringing Consciousness to the light.
All is spirit, can’t you see?
With this knowledge you are free.
But not without a creak or groan
For suffering’s what leads you home.
If you knew only love and peace
You would not ever seek release.
And thus would stagnate your soul’s growth
For this your soul did take an oath:
I promise I will always grow
And do my best true love to show
Even if the cost to me is high
I will be born and then I’ll die.”
But just a temporary stint
For this human life will give a hint
Of your true nature—what is real
Through creaks and groans life will reveal
That all is Spirit—this you’ll learn
And then the pain inside you’ll spurn
No longer will you need to moan
For then you truly will be home.