Magic Now

Skirting the vast edges of my reality, wavering between creature and Creator~ A single choice is all there is~ Future is a thought, past is a thought, now is all there is~ Moments slip into moments slip into moments… Pure Awareness in all there is~ Viewing bubbles of consciousness from my own little bubble, contained and refraining from touching your light~ Afraid to own the fact that I am you as your eyes reflect the innocence that is our bond and birthright~ An empty canvas awaits this masterful stroke, hues of grace~ Painting grace from the vantage point of “I”~ What immaculate perception, nothing less than pure magic~ My wizard’s staff glows brightly, shedding light on all that lay motionless and dark on this, the night of my return to you~ Power ripples from my being and reverberates to touch all I have made real Now~ Alas, I have returned home to receive my inheritance~ Accepting the Divinity that is “I”, in place of a thorny crown that was once wore so well~ Copyright © Satprem 2015