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In case you've never known the feeling...
of being struck dumb
By beams of something so beautiful
Descending upon us
From a world within...
Talking in silent spirit drumbeats
And melodies
Somehow, where we have always felt at home
Tones written in black and white
That we only see in colors
Even though our minds think in Braille
Therefore, being blind allows us to experience
Echoes, which resonate through time
In energies from a creative flow...
We communicate among and between ourselves
In whale song.
And inside our heart of minds...
As we climb towards something greater than ourselves
And if by chance, we dance with others of like mind
It creates a spark within our beings...
Creating a chain reaction, once we achieve critical mass
A vision formulated with the gift of love
When we share it
It glows...
So bright, it lights our skins from the inside out
As we shadow dance...
Bathed by shafts of sunlight falling from the skies
To strike so deeply within us
As to create cosmic winds
And stop all time... momentarily
As we surrender to a course in life...
So immense, it is like seeing an ocean
From top to bottom
Shore to shore, to shore, to shore
And then some...
In more than one perspective view
Dimensions beyond this time
Dropping silently upon the souls of all
Who have ever or will ever see it
Even those foolish enough
To never believe it ever will exist...
Of all and more than this...
Those fortunate, by will or accidental drift
Who believe
Enough to receive the gift of insight
Into this life...
Of a love,
Above and beyond
To represent an ascent to a heaven
Beside that of a seeking of satisfying self
To coincide, with the good intentions
Pride would not allow
Lit naturally all aglow with a feeling
So intense...
The meaning of the universe
Reveals itself to view...
And your smile
Shines like a sun, inside of you
And something you cannot hide
Just as vast and deep
As the place where all light
Seems to follow
And astral tides which stream
In tune with all that is good and true
About who we aspire to be
Which once seemed extreme
But now to bask in the afterthoughts
All aglow... is no longer seen as crude and dull
But a most beautiful of dreams fulfilled
As together, we ride with purpose
Purchased by the cost of those
Who believed so much
In what they'd forever known
They flew on unseen currents
At flow... between what seems
Imaginary scenes
By those who'd persecuted
And consumed their flesh
Until the marrow of their bones
Delivered a gift of life
Which could not be denied
And it would be spiritual suicide
To continue to oppress
Those
Whose ideas...
Forever, changed the view
Of a life renewed...
By a love,
So true
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Copyright ©2008 Charles Edward Fields 2
