Walking in the I Am: Diamond of Satori
In the making
Could take 3 billion years
Or be manifested in a window of now
As ancient wisdom would have it, and has told us plainly
For a time we see through that glass darkly, but as we approach that day,
picking plane I FEEL CLOSE
berries today. flies WITH
awake. thru THAT
aware. but it’s not a foreign i ONE
but not at all WAITIN idle LACKING am my WHO
self ON NO from ALL FRET one IS
aware. TIME BUT my OF ANY day IN
no place else. NOW I AM HE. mind FUTURE now MY HEART.
Walking in the Spirit could be called many things, but I would say that
It’s a truth and a dimension -- not simple awareness as many say
But a simple connection with the WHO dwelling within
That which is breath and flame of the pilot light
That which seeks to ever Unite.
Eternal Mind of Intention
In WHOM all things
Copyright © J.R. Wren-Ingalls | Year Posted 2019
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