Winds striking still waters
Mirror the sparkling starlight
Standing out against celestial abyss
Casting visceral impressions
Which we relate to as voices
Not just Vivid colorful sparks...
Sharp expressions engraved...
Somewhere in our inner consciousness
moving in waves...
Flowing on
throughout the night...
Offering suggestions
Of spirit souls...
Leaping Over the horizons
Visions of insights... Eternally grounded
destination Heart
Rising from dimensions beyond this...
Cast adrift... like a basket
with the Moses child
Plying through the mists..
Bringing messengers
Of loving souls
Bearing Treasures of the nether world
Free to all ...with the gift
of discernment
Gems ...sent from
Our ancestral protectors...
A care package...
From those
Whose love for us...
Is forever unwavering And pure
In effort to connect
To transfer ideas
concepts collected Across dimensions beyond
This space and time
Permitting the effect of
Further expansions Within our minds
As we're inclined
To perfect the cure
Internally ..for
Future dangers
That we may endure
The calamity we Must face...
Under uncertainty
That the present
Will fail to reflect Our grasp
of our future Inheritance...
In fear of A repeat
of past mistakes
Easy to relate
In effort to protect
Our ancient dreams
Seen from the living truth
A vantage point ...realized...
As Kings ...and Queens...
Futures as they come...
Fertile ideals We learn to live by...
In faithful striving
by just being ...real
if not too late
To be anointed...
Born of love
Between the one chosen
To the working sense ability...
To get it done...
And the dream
Of the willing heart
To keep it real...
Instead of falling off task,
Distracted by the many
Lost to the false pride,
a stupidity
Reserved for faux royalty
Ripples in effect
Which seize our focus
Lead us to slaughter
Stripped of will to resist
Mesmerized by cheap thrills
a willingness to kiss The asp
Of Cheap idols... False gods
(if you will...)
A circumstantial moment of bliss...
To block the sense ability
Failing To recognize the futility
Off track diversions...
Bind our common sense
Such that we crash+dive
Into seas of misery
But for a tiny spark
From the heart
Of those who...
Continue to receive
The wave of creation
having the gift,
To catch the drift...
See past the myth
Sensing something is amiss...
Despite all cost,
To continue to believe...
The message planted,
Within our souls seed
Creating from the all
The method to proceed
To fuse together and connect
Liquid points of light...
Dancing in and out
Of shadows, on the walls...
Crossing the threshold
Of new dimensions
As shooting stars
leap from the heavens,
adrift...
From obscure points of eternity
Joining voices as if,
The universe has spoken
And whispers of the spirit pools
Opening a flurry of new dimensions
falling gently in formation...
Creating signs as if
The life design which...
Was preordained
To call forth forces
of creation
As
The will to be
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