The Eternal Caravan
The earthly experience, a creature of emotion.
Counting the turning of worlds, the ecstatic whirling.
The Knowing in near real-time, making the heightened moment.
To read of yourself in print, detailing your fifteen minutes.
All of the revolutions, each one nearing the last one.
When the mind learns the secrets, of persistent illusions.
The unexpected dreaming, speaks of new destinations.
A new soul experience, with agonies and ecstacies.
Each dimension a bit higher, the actors are more refined.
Where there is learned the next phase, of becoming who you are.
On the eternal caravan, of life among stars!
Copyright © Meru Groen | Year Posted 2021
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