Waste not your time
On worthless fears
All is illusion anyway.
We ceaselessly conjure
Make believe worlds
That care-take the insecurities
And the incertitude of our divinity.
Of unfulfilled dreams,
Fold in upon themselves
And stack neatly in the tombs of Cathedrals
And Ancient temples,
Knowledge and history repeating itself.
Record keepers, storytellers, mages and mystics,
Our silent mentors fine tooth the writings
On the walls of antiquity,
Searching for the wherewithal to know
Just who we are....
Just Who Are We.
Welcome visitors of long ago
Suspended in Time-Place
Engendering faith where
Distant memories of Somewhere
Play through our Archetypical landscapes,
Gentle reminders of a greater knowing peeking through.
Breath of life exhales as buds appear on Eden’s tree
with promises of rainbows as
the mist dissipates in the dawning light of awareness.
Aquarian Ascends as
Answered prayers drift into miracles
and sink softly into our awareness,
until every doubt is transformed