23/1/18
THE INFINITE MOMENT
Sons and daughters are we
Ever at the ready
To [o]pen His desire
That we can spark it
Into a fire
Cleansing, burning to see
With eyes and vision born of Him
Learning in life are we ever
As One, synchronised
We stand together.
We grow, expand and
Heal ourselves free
We must…for He has
Dictated it be
Why not now…why later?
In your own blessed time
For it is thine
Gifted by me
Though remember
Always are thee the ‘we’
Tis this that can
Set you free.
Move along, you say
Can’t we call it a day?
How I would love
For that exactly to be
That we wind up the show
And it’s all stations ‘go’
Do you know the role you play?
No? Then how can you call it a day?
It is as long or as short – the moment
Of your allowance, your choice & free will
It’s always a first class act
Yes, you are all on the bill
Seasons and days(daze)
They may pass in a haze
Though you are in a hurry
This way and that do you scurry
But beyond the dream
Are you ever present
In the full glory and grace
Of one who will soon
Have a new face
That shines the light so bright
There will be none
Who cannot see my might
In this it is told
That my love is gold
It is bold; never old
It is so! I declare it.
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DISCOVERING DEEPER-SEATED DECEPTION
That my mind has
Been in a bind
Not only of my making
But extraneous system
Now breaking
Paralysing the body & soul
Separating it from the gold
Essence of your life
Creating endless strife
Looping and reversing
Ever immersing, drowning
Out the life and love
That always attempts
To come in from above
It’s monstrous to think of
But now I know it’s true
Manipulations sub-atomically
Have happened to me and you
So it turns outs we’re not as
Screwed up as we may have thought
Even the IF’s(invisible friends) closest to us
Knew not why we were so fraught.
Discoveries here are discoveries there
No use pondering and splitting hairs
For the chain reaction
Ripples across time and space
Making new everything
That was previously unsafe.
Pioneers one and all are ye
Travelling the high seas of consciousness
Explorers of the lands of possibility.
****
Sunday, January 28, 2018
THE INFINITE MOMENT
Posted by Goldsalchemy at Sunday, January 28, 2018 0 comments
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