Listening to the voices of spirit-beings
whispering in my ears
flowing down through my throat, swimming
through my body and my belly like the wind
and my heart wants to sing,
as these melodies touch my soul and give me a reason to breathe
and I know why I am here,
why I have come to this place and am living,
I am alive!
And yet what is it,
if I place nothing of my awareness in the sacred?
I see that we, in this world of this Age,
have forgotten the Truth,
long buried beneath Atlantis,
beneath Egyptian crypts and catacombs.
There lies the secrets of the Ancients
that the modern Church did not want the common souls to know.
Yet here we are,
somehow they have escaped a fate of everlasting dust and dark.
And in this morning light I find that more is coming through
as the Sun rises higher in the Sky,
Good-morning Grand Mother.
Give us life in all our ways. Show us where to stop and where to tread.
Beauty is all around us.
The Earth is waking up.
And so we will smile and sing today,
for today is dazzling.