Surrounded In a Circle of Twelve Rods-Gravitation Toward Divine Energy-
in this illusion where everything
is a competition
just one of many continuations
of our separation
while your dreams taste like tears
tearing through the rooted soil of your soul
protect the seed of your spirit
trust in yourself and grow
remaining in the now
reflecting
the prize we've won
notice the blooming notes
writing notes in the wind with tones
embracing the trees canopies in meshed music
dancing to lovely chords as the clouds lower cords
braided by bouquets blooming on cascades of compassion
I am the compass
come pass
on in
through
then beyond
fascinating the facets
unable to fathom
the immense
intensity
of infinity
inviting the energy
of eternity
ensuring the safety
of serenity
returning memories
waving hello in waves rippling
in the riptide that successfully tied
sight to the blind
now opening the blinds
emitting thyme
in the hourglass
glazed over
with time
trapped at the threshold
of tinselephants
sagaciously
shining
morse coded
smiles
reciprocating rapid
remnants of raptures river
raking the rain into a rake using reiki
I might not have materialistic wealth
no longer a rake hanging
from the rungs
you've yet to climb
are you ok down there???
Copyright © Christopher Nilo | Year Posted 2016
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