Wednesday, December 2, 2015

I watch the distant fingers
of the ancients in green and blue
reaching through the stars
knowing they have come with warmth
to rock you through the dream
and into awake again
and all I can do is pray
for the strength of continuation
from the love of this world
into the next
so you need not know
a single moment alone
in the way our mother's heartbeat
gives way to the consciousness
of our own
may your pulse join in knowing 
with Creation again
with joy and with laughter 
and the brilliance of greetings
of light

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