A White Candle

The warped side of the Moon shall fall to the ground. I will be watching at rapid speeds beyond your reality. Most will be wearing garments of untapped mortality. Some of you’ll hear trumpets that are loud and sound. More of you will be an embedded trap tied and bound. You best remain in your God given Graced originality. It will be a life or death to hold on to that pure vitality. And for God’s sake don’t partake in the lost and found. It is easy to lose your way through the deception. Nothing is ever what it seems unless you make it. So join within yourself become one big reception. And make sure you have a white candle always lit. Never lose the light of a white candle as the dark side of the Moon falls. For the light of your white candle is right behind darkness and enthralls. © Copyright: Ann Rich 2007.