Meditation On the Astral Plane
I watch the scene unfold
Before me, the screen glows
In bold-brights; color scapes
Unfold their stories and
Dancing tones flood my ears;
The astral shares no lies.
The cloak masking me,
From dark prying eyes;
Has one-way vision;
I see the magic
Revelations come.
My guides arrive
Spirit teachers,
In the classroom
Share their Wisdom.
Images
Shift to melt;
Displaying
Answers
That I
Seek.
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2019
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