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Somewhere ...in Heaven
That space...
in Time Eternal
Where...
We send our prayers
as extensions of our conciousness
Directly,
SOUL to SOUL
ascending angels
delivering pure thoughts
as our spiritual essence is weaned...
from the shells which enclose our souls
to drift freely ...beyond
this island of awareness
this come and go... partial truth
of semi+sensual
existence
this now and then...breathing moment,
guided, in part, by will...
with uplifting thoughts
coming in tidal rhytms within the universal flow
directed, back to us
as if messengers of love,
returning from an eternal journey
to a separate source
arising, in waves from the depths
within our hearts,
in pure thoughts
focused somewhere ...beyond
the singularity of i, me
to the place, where we...
let our spirits
merge and condense
to a state of higher being
at an oasis
where all good spirits
pool...
where
we may freely gather
to bathe together
naked... in our minds
as our humble souls
illuminated with a spark
in the supreme intelligence
of our offering
a gift...
born
an eternity ago
when the shadow
of the first kiss...
between
mother and child
gave us a moment
of perfect bliss
and we
in its reflection
knew...
something new had become
of
US
a part of what we had to share
A spark of
compassionate vision...
passed over
to us...
by someone who cared
and
as our ancestral
family grew to include
all our lost
brothers and sisters
making its presence
known
more in troubled times
by those of us
although we, too
...had little
we chose to share
of our belief in one another
that we would someday
join hands and hearts
in our conscious stream
and within a loving heart
fulfill our forefathers dream
as that first child
receiving that mothers kiss...
and one soul...
armed with a knowledge
greater than a kill
transformed
a tribe into a nation
where those of common sense
grew stronger ...in a heartbeat
sharing a humanity
abandoning the prevailing course
of practical insanity
isolation and division
all, for the spoils of the wars
which have only served the weak minded
believing they were strong, taking ownership...
rather than finding a course
to be united for a cause
worthy to ...be shared
as untold numbers of believers in the light...
of a loving common sense ...of humanity
pass by us, as the stars at night
in spirit flow, to let us regain our bearings
that we, too may join them
to become a legion of undividing voices,
for such time,
as this...
now, when needed
...most
some day, coming together
as ghosts of our common past
remain, with us ...having shown us
in so many ways
what to do ...and not to do
an illustration, we can identify with
the greatest clarity in perspective,
reflecting against the whole of creation
and our understanding of a just setting...
where all of us may observe and choose
where, now we stand
and let those
who... by the practice of their choices
be judged by the same
and let us not forget
those...
having made the ultimate sacrifice
in their lives...
for a belief, in life
like some distant star
gave living proof in an obscure
vision of truth
a way whose reward...
was only to be taken in an after life
by children not theirs, alone
in a place where humanity
was to have grown...
almost, as in... the essence of
an "I HAD A DREAM" dream...
transported to a better place
for our bodies and our minds
to rest awhile... and celebrate
each stage of our rise
to a more patient, understanding
of our will becoming more
aligned to the source
of happy endings
and so, we sing in the natural heartbeat
we all share a song within our hearts
delivered, to us in a gentle spring
which has travelled from afar
here, to this place
which now we are contemplating
navigation through the stars
even as, we continue
our lives amidst this troubled world
through the mists of stardust trails
from nothingness ...to infinity...
somewhere ...towards eternity.
Like ripples from a pebble
dropped into a quiet stream...
A call to all the heavens
of our collective minds to create
a bridge to that higher state within us
in our effort to resonate and rise
from our subconscious spirituality,
to surface among us...
once again, into our presence
and to become reality...
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note* essentially a rewrite of a recent view with a few different turns
