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Self aware debonair Self fulfillment, our destiny
like a fire Fed by our propensity To consolidate
explore Our greater sensitivities To what matters
Not to ignore rather, to float Trial balloons
for what lies Beyond our understandings
Not, to undo the truths within our grasp
Perhaps, to bargain our focus of energy
Towards what, in retrospect
Yields for this eternal realm, at least
Leaves from our tree, Fallen To nourish and feed our roots
Feeding the future gains
Each step dimensions entrained
What spirituality suggests
What treasures, we might possess
While spiritually aligned to Our families,
A love of life. The idea of A greater, love
A soul Which craves adventure,
Creativity and little pleasures Of heavenly design
Or is it just a reflection
Like a curious child asking why
Seeking a glimpse, a taste of the vision
Building a foundation,
Each vantage point.. To gain
Perspective
More than selective, random
A greater sense of travel
T
hrough the mountains, rivers valleys
Of the collective
A journey worthy of the protection
Of the spiritual child in us all
Finding our way, gradually
Gathering the momentum to overcome
The mundane, perplexing and perverse
Over the wall into a greater understanding
Of these dimensional barriers
within this universe
Of our common task
United in love of truth and understanding
We begin our Exodus Launching our dreams
An introspective line our aspirations
Spun into the spider's web Of life
Despite our chosen system of belief
We each, seek audience
For the keeper of the seat
In the court of wisdom
meanwhile, Here we are
Left, standing in the rain
Watching each and every drop
Falling As if in slow motion
As each grain of sand in the hourglass
Separates each moment from the last
Uncovering lost traces
of the message in a bottle
A long+distance, collect
From the hopeless sinners
A Last+call
For a prayer for deliverance
Faith, Earth to heaven, call Signed
with a heartbeat In the stars
Self Education Evident
From An inheritance of abundant resources
A spirit, cries for Independence from the lie
From the beginning of time
To the present pause in our calling
We have faced evil Time and again
Met in countless battles
Rising within ourselves
Not denying passing shadows
Evil strangers, lurking among us
First we fight as The struggle ensues
Until the bodies are breaking
Giving way by increments in time
For the precious elders and children
Our dearest treasures to escape
Into the night
Waves of too many lifetimes of unending grief
Through so many trials without relief
Tested to the extreme survival
Hope, reduced to a dream
Continue down the path of evolution
With bitter tears, silent fears
No doubt, more Revelations revolutions
To come
Echoes Of ancestral callings Awakening continually,
within Currents of spirits gathering
Falling together, like winds
Or the restless oceans fall
Endless waves crashing
upon the shores
Rising, Again and again
Waves echo reverberations
Within a sea shell
Let's call... time
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