In a moment
In a moment you can find
The dream of forever
Birthed
Now
In the moment you can find
The eternity of Now
Never-ending
Silence
In the moment of eternity
All you find
You and me
I
One
In the Moment
All that Is
Is
Love
The Death Of Atlantis’s Prince & Princess Royal
I’m dancing in the dark, – it’s a tango I feel
Back and forth we flow, passion burning in the night
Drawn like a moth towards the flame
It’s a flame so rare, brightly burning like the sun
Was it two or always One, Brightly flaming like the sun
Will I burn out in the mystery?
Am I here from a far – did I travel in a dream
Machine of my own making, is it time for my unmasking
Will I strip out my heart – will I peel off the shield of hurt
Throw my armour upon the ground and be fearless in my pain
Will I go insane in the brightness of your love?
I can do no harm; I have lived that dream of destruction
The city walls came down all was lost and the crown
Evil was at hand as the darkness swept the land
We fought until the bitter end
No respite – sacrifice of no surrender
At the final two – the last stand of Love
Died upon the altar of inquiry
It is aeons past – reconstituted from oblivion
atoms came together weaved by love
Searching Universes unending – will unbending
Warrior of the heart
Still she cries for me – echoes down eternity
Mother earth clasps you to her breast
Gaia Sophia Goddess
All these questions in my head, dancing in the bed
What a tango in the night, illuminated shadows dancing on the ceiling
What a dream of such insight, is that the dream of flight
I boldly land my craft upon the lawn of adventure
Walking boldly hand in hand, ambassadors in the land
It is aeons past – I am that I am and here I am
Mother earth – eternity
Be One With All
The journey begins and ends with heart
How many follow a path with heart through life?
Who has silently stabbed themselves to death with the silent denial of heart, of self?
So many quietly dying while alive, gasping their last breath in remorse for a life – less lived. Ask an old person of their regrets for the things they have done – mostly none for the Doing they have done but many regrets for that which they did not Do – did not strive to Be. They hold regret for their life, less lived, less loved, less experienced, less risked, less infused, less enjoyed.
So as you lie here – where ever here is for you, – pegged spread-eagled on the hot shifting sands of the little ego self – enduring a crucifixion of a life less lived – the baking sun of criticism and denial, slowly drying out the juice of life, leaving a parched husk of self. Lying there, here, enduring the numbing process of a life of self imposed enslavement – ask your self – Do I want this? Is this me? Is this who I am? Is this who and how I want to Be?
This is such a momentous and miraculous time to be alive – on the cusp of the most marvellously, wondrously, miraculous show ever seen in the whole of creation. Wake up and Be alive!
Lift your gaze from the imaginary chains of slavery which supposedly clasp your wrists in imagined bonds of servitude as they purport to somehow twist their invisible insidiously grip tightly around your heart – choking your creativity – telling you to conform.
Realise NOW, you are not defined by another’s concept of you – unless you consent to it. You are a magnificent wondrous Being and quite simply you define yourself.
If you are in the energy of a small minded, contracted, tiny downtrodden slave – you will be it!
If you are in the energy of an expansive, wide ranging, multidimensional magnificent being encompassing universes, creating galaxies, swirling together worlds of wondrous complexity – that too – you shall Be.
You are and always will be free – focus on what you are – the ultimate expression of freedom!
Just Be that wildness of spirit that you were when young – that carefree laugh of a toddler which skips around your heart freeing you in its joy. Be that breathtaking sunset – the light breaking across the land, crisping the foliage with its golden sprinkling of nourishment. Be that powerhouse of creativity – divinity that you are and always will be if you allow your self to Be.
You are the captain of your ship – architect of your world. Take command – you are in the C.I.C. – Commander In Charge, you always have been and always will be the ultimate and final say in your creation.
Be all that you can Be for to Be less is not to Be. To be less than – that is to Be undone!
So go and Be all that you are in your Being and allow your true self to Be all.
The Proof Reader
As I sit here in the room
The book before me
Strange shadows on the wall
I turn another page
A life begun and ended
Words upon a page
The room begins to swirl
Disappearing walls
Stars above my head
Freedom in my grasp
The universe surrenders
Galaxies unwind
Stars are born
Is your name in the book
Should I even take a look
What did you write
When you began
Did you put the drama in?
Did you make a life in abundance?
Did you make a bed of nails?
Did you allow freedom in?
Did you place chains around your wrist?
Did you write in a twist
Did you scrip it all so good
I see you lying there
Naked without care
Blessed beyond belief
Oh you’re so beautiful
On the eve of battle an Angel prayed:
Oh let me be righteous
Let me stand for the light at all times
Let me an instrument of divine will
Let me be the sword of truth
Let me lead with clear and right thought
Let me walk fearlessly through the valley of darkness
Let me be first on the field of battle to face the dark
Let me be sure-footed on the field of dreams and destruction
Let me vanquish those who would stand against heavens hosts
Let me sweep those who stand against heaven before me
Let me be victorious
Let the plan of Love and Light work out
Let It Be
For I am
Universal Love
Baby can I hold you tonight
Hold you in the firelight
Hold you close to me
Hold you tight
I love you
What more is there?
Years or centuries
Moments or hours
Seconds or minutes
Heart beats of time
Between your heart beat
Between your breath
Inhale your smell
Exhale Love
I remember stars
Moons
Planets
Suns
Universes began
Galaxies opened
Worlds created
Beings Birthed
Love Flowed
I KNOW
You
Souls in flight
Will I stand here in the room
Watching strange illuminations
Flashings images of you
Will I long for you each night
Until I’m by your side
Will my heart break
Open in the light
Or will I slide
Away
Oblivion
Union
Soul
Is it you
Is it me
I Am Free
Flying
High
Dream / Dreamer
I am the dreamer and the dream
I am the river and the sea
I am the wind and the sky above
And what I am, I owe to Love
I dreamed a dream of you and me
I dreamed we were eternity
For a moment
an hour,
a day,
a year
Decades,
Centuries passed by
Eons and galactic moments
All they were,
only time to me
All they were
moments in eternity
I feel it Now
I felt it Then
I became what I am
I am Love
Love I am
Come As You Are
Come back here – I want you
Come back here – I need you
Come to where you belong
on breath, on a word, in a dream, in a song
Come to me – in the night
Come to me – in the day
Come to me – when I think of you
Come in each and every single way
Lets loose that dress – you don’t need it
Let it loose and sweat away, the moments they unravel
Let loose – oh freedom, oh free woman, let loose and play
Let it loose and Be
Come to me in the evening
Come to me at the dawn
Come to me in the sunshine
We will never be forlorn
Stolen by a Dream
walk away
into the moonlight
let the shadows play
as they skip around you
I’ll be here in this chair
waiting all night long, I don’t care
waiting for you to return to me
I’ve been here for a bottle, I may not see tomorrow
I loved the way the moonlight played upon your hair
The second bottle gets lower, hell I may be slower,
love
But I see you standing here by the chair,
my dear
In my dreams I do remember, that long last December
Of life so precious held within my heart, so near
Leaves began to drop, a heartbeat stopped
The desert rolled in across my land, aridly forlorn
I held the limp hand, no spirit at hand
The bottle to my lips a kiss of bliss
Oblivion to wash away the pain
The winter of my soul began,
Heavy snow across the land
blizzard of a life at hand
lost in a bottle
stolen
by a dream
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