Dream Poetry Visions
Dream Poetry Visions
At the Edge of Faery and Earth

At the Edge of Faery and Earth


Many beautiful women, many different colors

Eyes, skin, hair, souls, auras, spirits, souls — All unique

All I love, in some way or another — More or less

Yet united by a common goal of making the world


Creating a better society and environment for the future

Sometimes I think I do not deserve to be in their company

I mostly just fight monsters — They create life and order

In chaos, magic in the midst of stagnation, balance


Time passes, generations of human families, on the borderlands

Between the higher and middle words, Earth and Faery


Gaia walks with me and tells me of her past lives

As we try our best to positively influence the course

Of history on Earth and in the material universe beyond


There are always dark forces that are jealous and resentful

Ignorant or sorrowful — Both inside us and in the worlds outside

Yet there is always hope for redemption in the conflict between

Good and evil — The sides are not always clearly defined


And there are always more than two sides between chaos and order

Left and right, male and female, light and darkness, all combined

The Tree of Life and Consciousness uniting the worlds above and below

The play of the cosmos, setting and living landscape, Eldren


In the in-between world, anything is possible — Here, home, and even beyond

Dance of Life

Dance of Life

Sometimes it is hard to know

Who to follow, who to oppose

Which side of a conflict is correct

Most right, or at least less wrong

Each has another side, and another after that one

In the relatively distant future

Things are even more difficult

To understand how to choose

What is right, missing a hundred years

Context — Progress of history, change

Of ideas and ideologies, factions and organizations

Of power and authority — Leaving aside questions

Of how I am where I am now, at this time

More importantly, when I am — This new world

Offers almost undreamed of possibilities

Yet unknown dangers as well, but I cannot say

I regret waking up here and now, though I do miss

The people I left behind — As far as I can tell they are gone

But perhaps there is a way for me to see them again

If I can find out how I came to be here and now

One hundred years distant from everyone I once loved

Organizations of darkness, banal evil in service to horrible goals

And ideals — Extra-dimensional creatures without compassion or ethics

Or at least from a human perspective, except in the peculiar culture

Of the darkness beyond — Our Universe of Light and Darkness

Mingle together — Forms of life completely alien to us

Except perhaps in some of our nightmares, hells — Giant insects

Communities of organization without joy or art or love

At least from our perspective — Some form of love exists there no doubt

And the swirling chaos of apparently infinite darkness, with only a little

Light — And there are some figures of light and wisdom that have dealings

With the dark powers, for their own inscrutable goals, reasons beyond

Our understanding, for now — Out of darkness comes the light

Yet within the darkness continues in its almost infinite varieties

Forms of diversity — Doorways exist between our two worlds

Universes — Guarded by agents of order and chaos, light and darkness

Sometimes close to doorways between the higher realms of pure consciousness

And our Universe — Life and love have transcended all material barriers

Deep darkness of the void beyond our dimension of mixed light and darkness

Combines in the Dance of Life with Light, the five worlds of Eternal Love

The darkness frightens us and yet exhilarates us, providing a source

And destination for all that we do not like about ourselves, others

Our world and cosmos working out the complexity and simplicity of life

In the Universe we call home, in the perhaps infinite expanse of space

Material World — Where beauty in the spiral and circle of time plays out

Changes

Changes


Looking out my window at the treeline, from past to future

What once was diminished by imbalance and progress

Now lives free and true, a century of uninhibited growth

And flowering — All of the people I loved are gone

Taken by time and circumstance and the promise

Of a better life far away, in the Mega Cities and even beyond Earth


The mistakes of the 20th century have been fixed

Balance between humanity and nature has been restored

My home is a paradise on Earth, and most every change has been good

Yet I can’t help but wish that I could see some of my old friends

Earth Family — Soul mates, especially the ones I dream about

The World of the Future

The World of the Future


Advanced technology and more wisdom to go with

The ever changing human spirit, that yet remains

The same essential nature, better than it used to be

Better than things once were overall — The Hero

And Heroine — Come into the world to save us all

Yet we are all heroes, literally and figuratively


I awake and it is the future — One hundred years have passed

While I slept — Now I am in a world I barely recognize

Though the landscape remains essentially unchanged

Everything else is different: people, buildings, transportation

Not just in the Mega Cities, but also where I live at the edge

Of the misty mountains and its temperate rainforest

What once was a national park and is now a global one

Still the most diverse collection of communities of life

In the world — An ecosystem held in trust for the future

Generations to come, that have already come, for me

A traveler from the distant past unaware of how I came to be

Here now in the 22nd century of the common era


And outside the global park, as well as inside the borders

Free, plentiful, and clean energy available for everyone

The Sun, Wind, Earth, Water, and Cosmic forces of Sky

Harnessed for the benefit of all, with no cost or restriction

For those who use energy for heating, traveling, growing food

Essentially a paradise compared to the past, yet with some problems

Even in Utopia — But no hunger, poverty, or institutional injustice

A global government with local control through democratic means

And different styles of living in the hundreds of Mega Cities

Spread out over Planet Earth, unique yet unified by common interest

Peace and stability, order within the chaos of life and ever-increasing

Knowledge and wisdom about life, the universe, and the cosmos beyond


And in our space-time ship that I am lucky enough to have access to

Our first priority is to our home planet, and the stars and planets in our galaxy

And the stars and planets in galaxies beyond our own

Home — In all dimensions, universes, worlds connected

Parallel, alternate, pocket within and yet outside

The physical universe we call home

Even though I can go back to the world I once knew

The time of great transition at the beginning of the 21st century

I am not ready yet — There are so many beautiful and amazing things

Left to see, learn, and do in this new world of the future, yet now present

Between Earth and the Universe of Magic

Between Earth and the Universe of Magic


Castle at the edge of Sky — A gateway

To a world with castles floating in Sky

Faery, magical possibility and source

For many strange and wondrous things on Earth


And people of the moon and stars

Sharing our Sun, yet in a different dimension

Parallel universe — Connecting to many versions

Of Earth, alternate timelines — Infinite possibilities


Peace, Love, and Understanding — Ideals for an optimal real time future

A world that we all share without poverty, hunger, or injustice

An example for the Earth and the World of Faery

Balance and peace in both realms, dimensions bridged by the centers of power


Half influenced by Earth, and half by the magical land beyond yet near

The sources of material nature and magic, and the human world’s mythologies

Leaving My Past

Leaving My Past


We part as friends, at least not enemies

The crimes I committed to make her happy

Have made us both rich, yet in hiding

From bad people, who do not want me to leave

The life I have lived, my role as a thief

And all-around criminal — No matter how

I justified what I did, I know it was wrong

So now I am trying to make up for lost time

I give Helen half of what I have hidden away

The rest to my family and friends — Atonement


She keeps the other treasures I gave her, but I can always

Find more — The quest and journey are half of the prize

Medicine that can heal the world and restore balance

The Message, or one of many — All times and yet only one

Mythic Dreamtime — The ever expansive present moment


Echoes of the past and future, all happening now, then

The churning of the cosmic ocean, the ordering of the universe

The birth of stars, our star, planet Earth, the moon

All these things in the stories of our world’s mythologies

Retelling them, we recreate those holy moments, the one moment

Our perspective and perception includes that of the outside looking in

Our beautiful and expanding physical universe of billions of stars

Organized in patterns of eternity — Spirals, circles, fractals

Holographic mandalas within mandalas — Worlds within worlds

Universes of light and darkness, connected yet separate from our own


The cosmic ocean of all life, containing all possibilities and universes

Hierarchy of organization bringing order out of chaos and back again

The cosmic drama of eternal conflict, yet also resolution of opposites

The mythic time of coming together between left and right — The Lovers

Only once yet again and again, the eternal moment of initiation

Into the mysteries of the universe and worlds of light and darkness

Beyond our own world — The beauty of nature everywhere, yet nowhere

As sweet as home, wherever we feel our heart to be — Here or there

Planet Earth — A global community of races, species, philosophies

We must work together in a natural way — The way the ancients have left

The many ways that are one, towards one destination and source

Discovery — A Long Journey

Discovery — A Long Journey


Spiritual sky inside and outside my soul, the world

Wind and rain in my heart and in my mind

Consciousness is everything, and everything else

Yet different, distinct — Diversity within unity


The Great House in the foothills of the mountains

With good farmland, and a castle on top of one of the mountains

Visible from every direction all around

Some of the students who live in the house go up to the castle

From time to time, if they need to consult the library there

Or meet with one of the Wizards of Light, or even an Elder One

A god or demon living on Earth temporarily or permanently

In this magical land halfway between the physical universe

And the World of Faerie, the dimension of old magic close to Earth

The Earth we know in our normal everyday lives, of business and politics

Yet this strange land separate yet connected to Physical Earth

Has its own politics and struggles for power and influence

Over the ancient secrets and knowledge held by the Wizards and Witches

In the magical library, and in the underground city below the mountains

Secrets that in the wrong hands could be disastrous for Earth

And all of the worlds, dimensions, universes connected to Earth and Faery

This mystical land is surrounded by mountains, isolated from the outside

World of material reality — Where subtle and obvious magic shows itself

In everyday life — The mere presence of the ancient beings of great power

Makes time pass differently than in the world of waking reality outside

In the city beneath the mountains are doorways leading many places

Secret tunnels connect with other sites of great power on Earth

Home to all manner of strange and beautiful creatures, artifacts

Of ancient races, futures past — Left by explorers when they traveled

To worlds, dimensions, and universes beyond the known, the physical

Even Faery, other realms connected with Earth — The land of the Sun

Moon and rain and wind — Meeting place for whole galaxies

The Multiverse of universes, timelines — Parallel, alternate, pocket

And beyond — A temperate rainforest of exquisite beauty

Thousands of shades of green in spring and summer, orange and red

In autumn — Surrounding the small town, the great house, the school

For young wizards and witches of light, and the castle above

And its peerless magical library — Intricately linked with the course

Of human history and the future of planet Earth — Though isolated

One of many places of ancient knowledge and wisdom from past and future

Home of the Keepers of Balance, Guardians of the Crossroads — Doors

And windows to perhaps an infinity of dimensions, worlds, universes

All connected to the one we know as our own — Even dreams of all life

Available to those who know the right door, and have the correct key

Worlds of light and darkness — Paradises and nightmares, heavens and hells

All with their particular place in the cosmic hierarchy and circle of life

Fractal spiral organization of spiritual, energetic, and physical realities

Holographic colocation of worlds — Yet separated by great distance

Of thought and energy, space and time, depending on perspective, perception

Knowledge of how to bridge the space between dimensions and worlds

The Wizard City, above and below the earth’s surface, is one nexus

Crossroads for the earth and the Milky Way and local universe

Yet the Wizards and Witches do not let this great power go their heads

They serve at the will of the elder races, the council of gods and demons

In charge of the gateways inside the Earth to and from other worlds

Even the farmers can visit other worlds if they have the inclination

And the permission of the gatekeepers, the various forces of dark and light

As long as the Balance is maintained, both sides remain happy, or at least

Content with compromise, shared power and control of Earth and dimensions

Universes beyond, yet connected to Earth — Into this world of magic

And infinite possibility, isolated yet connected to the rest of Earth

Power and influence over all worlds and people, it is possible for others

Outsiders to enter the hidden city, if they know the ways in and out

People all over the Waking World are called by circumstance, fate

Or destiny, to learn the ways of balance, guarding Earth’s role

In the cosmic drama — Struggles and conflicts undreamed of by most

Yet those who are called must choose a side — Light or Dark — Only

A few rebel and attempt neutrality, go into business for themselves

Playing both sides against each other for moral, ethical, philosophical

Or plain material reasons — Wealth and influence, measured in knowledge

Of the Elder Ones — Ancients — Arbiters of human destiny

And that of the Multiverse connected to Earth — A center

Of life, love stories spanning across galaxies, dimensions

Of Heaven and Hell, good and evil, light and darkness, order and chaos

The Underground City

The Underground City


Finding what is lost, or perhaps hidden

Congratulated by criminals, then attacked

For some things are meant to remain

Lost — Yet we want to discover them

Mystery that gives life meaning

More than remaining content

With the banalities of well-ordered

Existence — For at least a little while

We crave moments of adventure and exploration

Changing and growing — Becoming

Always within the great mystery of the Universe

Infinite possibilities — Borderland between worlds

Gates, doors, windows — Crossroads of the Multiverse

Containing the Physical Universe as well — The Underground

Too — City of impossible possibilities — Almost anything

You could want can be found, for a price — That which is free

Is the highest cost — Baby dragons, trolls, elves, even humans

All manner of magical creatures, refugees from the World of Faerie

Sometimes even royalty, carving out their own realm of influence

Close to Earth, the land of the waking and sunlight, mundane reality

They are responsible for many of the wonders here, there

Giving even the most industrial a spark of magic, even in the most

Grey places, especially there, in the corporate boardrooms

Magic is afoot — But there are always rules, as with any great power

And consequences for breaking with tradition and the old ways

But that does not stop those who are greedy for power, fame, love

Exploiting the artifacts and beings from other worlds beyond the physical

For selfish and short-sighted purposes — Ancient wisdom and knowledge

Turned to evil means if not evil ends — But there is always more good

Guardians of the ancient ways and the new as well, working for The Balance

Against unrestrained Darkness inside and outside each individual human

Soul — Light overcoming Shadow — No matter how necessary in small amounts

To preserve and protect Life — The gateway between worlds must remain

Safe from undue influence from creatures of darkness — The Crossroads

World of Dreams, playground for gods, demons, faeries — The Key to the Universe

Revolving around the Earth, focal point of human consciousness — Useful conceit

Protection from outside forces — The elements of wind, fire, water, earth, sky

The  ocean and the shore, the stairway circling upwards to heavenly worlds

And downwards to more earthy realms — The purple dome of the underground city

Architecture of all times and places combined in a strange milieu of mystery

Many cultures, races, beings of light and darkness — Even parallel universes

Different for each visitor, shared for those with strong bonds of friendship

Or antagonism — Love, growing and changing together, alone — Possibility

Becoming, being — Five dimensions, elements — Beyond time yet within all times

Always self-existing, circular — The center of the long staircase — The Star

Eye in the triangle — All that is, was, and shall be — Alone, together — True Love Eternal

Sophia — The Moon, Sun, and Stars

Sophia — The Moon, Sun, and Stars


The Moon in all its glory shines its reflected light down

On we the greedy animals below on Earth, and the plants

And the soil — All searching for some kind of love, one of many

Forms — Beauty enough for me to temporarily escape the past

All the longing and desire from my youth — Still here, still there

Reflected in the passions of all life under the Moon, Sun, Stars

Light at night offers some relief from sadness and despair and loneliness

Occasionally we can see the Moon even during the day, a constant guardian

And guide on our path towards enlightenment, fulfillment, happiness

Change and growth and discovery and affection from a beautiful person

So too the Sun’s warmth and light reassures us that night and rest and possibility

For new love is always right around the corner — Even when the Sun takes away

All illusions, no matter how ennobling — We can become whole yet again

Discover love inside us — There is always possibility for positive change

Wherever you are, whatever you are doing, please know I love you

For better or worse, right or wrong, black or white — I will be waiting

For the day or night you come to see me again — Until then I will wait

Looking at the Moon and the stars, and the Sun with eyes closed during the day

I will feel the wind through the trees and the rain, and I will try to be happy

Or at least content — Memories keep me company, but they are no substitute

For you being here in the present moment — But they will do for now

Waystation

Waystation


We explore the house of secrets, in search of

Hidden treasures, wisdom of ancient beings long gone

From the world we knew before we started our journey

This is a waystation for souls traveling between worlds

A space-time ship sailing on the cosmic ocean

Of Dream — Both nightmare and truth — Light

Beyond the Universal constraints of Space and Time

Yet containing both — A higher dimension of consciousness

And awareness — One of many worlds within worlds

Our own shared dream — Our own borderland between Eternity

And the ever renewing present moment of the Universe

Reaching Higher Ground by First Descending into Darkness and Shadow

Reaching Higher Ground by First Descending Into Darkness and Shadow


We descend into the underworld, the rise

To a higher realm of consciousness and awareness

We are at the edge of the great mystery

As far as we can go and yet return to the world

We have left behind to go on this journey of ours


My brothers and sisters and I — Friends and companions

In search of a lost soul who can help us defeat our enemies

The King of Elfland, the missing lord of the world of Faerie

And the key to winning our conflict with the dark powers

The Shadows — Beyond lost, and yet still capable of love

Of a sort — Yet they must be fought, for the danger they pose

To we the living souls of the physical universe of beauty

And danger — Temptation for jealous beings of great power

From beyond the veil of darkness, the chaos of the void

In Between stars and also beyond and inside them, sometimes

Exploration, Discovery, Future World Beginning Always Again

Exploration, Discovery, Future World Beginning Always Again

I walk with Emily, holding her hand close

She looks at me and smiles and we continue

Onwards toward our destination — I stop

At the edge of a cliff — I need to show her something

The view of countless beautiful shapes in the distance

Fields, rivers, valleys, mountains, waterfalls


I fly with Emily over a land of wonder and mystery

Over the lakes, rivers, fields of wildflowers, waterfalls

I hold her hand and she holds mine — At first she is afraid

Of falling — But our connection keeps us both in the air

Borderland of Sky — I give her what power and energy I have

After journeying with other companions male and female

Emily’s beauty and innocence is a great relief

I could spend years traveling with her and not grow tired

Of her company — Even when we are not alone

But with Emily’s friends from her past life — And more


Juliet makes love to me, but Emily does not get angry

Even though she is jealous, perhaps, she does not hold me

Beyond the commitment of Love — Not just including sex

Even when other friends throw themselves at me

And I do not try to stop them from having their way

My body and soul desires to experience love in all aspects

Of life — Especially romance — Both true and fleeting

Versions — Complete and incomplete — I take what I can

When and where I can — Juliet does not want to travel with me

So I explore the landscape with Emily — And we are close

Intimate without being committed except to the ideal — Love

Past Present Future

Past Present Future

Diamond Spiral Omnidimensional Fractal Mandala

The Rainbow Light of Spirit Shines Outwards

I start with the perspective that everyone understands

We may never travel this way again

Sky is your playground

Each day we are blessed with the sun rising

And there is no longer any cause for fear

But what will become of the lost children?

Their tears are staining the earth

We are a wave of consciousness crashing against limitless ocean

Sunflowers will bloom in beautiful explosions on the graves of forgotten soldiers

There will come a time when the falcon brings peace to all with his one eye

Wait until morning to decide in the arms of some strangers in the woods

The prince of dreams is powerless before the Demiurge

You do not even know if they remember you

Your shadow follows me everywhere

While we are on Earth our experiences move linearly

We sit in a circle and discuss our previous lives

The baby bites your shoulder, hard, and you laugh

We can hear the dark haired woman screaming

My karma had established this disease beforehand

You are the Divine Mother of All Life

I see in my own heart the unity of your many forms

I do not pretend to know the causes for sorrow

I realize we are made for each other’s pleasure

What is the source of all this beauty?

There is really nothing to be afraid of in any world

The first thing I notice is that you are naked

Some may have called him crazy but we are just a tiny particle of light

I go in close to the red planet, flying by ancient serpent people

Leviathan swims through the primordial ocean

Let me tell you how to kill the demon

Too many defenses make us weak

The power here is older than any human now alive

The secret of emptiness is that we belong to the absolute truth

Every sage draws from one well of inspiration

On this day we see shall see God through one of His and Her servants

Once again the dogs are roaming the streets in packs

We are only just now starting to understand

There is no reason to worry about differences between religions

We have come before and we will come again until we learn better

I am a blind beggar waiting with what patience I can find

Our spiritual evolution may take longer than this particular universe

True love starts within and flows effortlessly outward

I am everything that you have ever seen or will be

The presence of Love Light Life is all around us and I will drink deeply

What we think doesn’t matter as much as it once did

There will always be a way to pick ourselves back up again

Through the veil of ignorance we have lost much knowledge

Everything is a play that we will to be one moment to the next

I feel the presence of personalities that are not human

Something in the darkness calls to me to join my brothers and sisters

Something which often crosses my mind is that the ego is strong

There might be such a thing as an individual soul when we are not here on Earth

Once we were great in your estimation but now we merely survive

The paradox of human existence in the universe compels us

Some sleep through storms, but others are blessed with wakefulness

So why should we fear anything, least of all the end of our suffering?

Behind every communication is the essence of a heart

Love for every living being as yourself is the purpose for this lifetime

There will come a time when we will grow weary of reincarnation

The Self does not die and is constantly being born again

Recognize that we are here on Earth  to understand why

For world peace there is tomorrow, and today, the only day

We are left with what we need to survive — No more, no less

Lady of the Night, sing to me of my past

Things as they are and not how we wish them to be

The ambrosial nectar of my lover’s name is transcendental

It is beautiful to think we are in control

I am living in my own dream on borrowed time

We are not merely collections of atomic energy masquerading as human beings

We should not wait for some future day that may never come

Ask yourself what in this life is worth dying for, and truly living

It is always best to start from where we already are

Our definitions of the self based on ego

You are the one who comes to me in my dreams

Once we have surrendered ourselves completely we are healed

You are a symbol for what has been missing in my life

We are all going to the same place, but some will get there sooner than others

In the night sky ancient and distant stars are burning and we are just now finding

Our own beginning — And even gods struggle under the ennobling illusion of freedom

My life has been a preparation for this moment in which truth breaks all boundaries

A woman and a man grow out of the Earth — Fall from the Sky — Swim in the Ocean

I have held another heart in my hands — The Fire unites us in a cosmic eternal love embrace

He cries and beat his hands against the bathroom door

A Goddess sits before me on her pallet of crimson soft velvet fabric pillows

We ride on a wave of time through a labyrinth, and the monsters we face are ourselves

I felt my head glowing warmth — A golden light spread outward from within my spine

In the world of captivating imagery the show of life is carried ever on towards new beginnings

No questions beyond realization — Levels and scales — Balance between chaos and order

Even at the edges of the unwrapped singularities universal cosmic energy survives

There is no explanation worthy of despair when a man leaves the world of the living

Words themselves have truth — Force of love uniting all communication

I dream six billion hearts caring about each other as we all try to find our true selves

The question remains — “How long do I want to wait for liberation?”

Yesterday, the world came to an end and today the trees are dancing in the wind

In the darkness of our own ignorance we can still touch the suffering ones

Everything that ever has existed is existing now and is bound by eternal love

I dream the sunrise on the ocean and the line of night ever retreating

Upon contemplating the beauty of life I come to realize freedom is not only an illusion

Carry me onward on my travels into the unknown territory of future memory

Yet how long is too long to travel when we know there is paradise and understanding?

I see death but from the poisonous waters grows new brave life

The gate of true dreams opens

It is hard to see through the veil of sorrow

Once I feared the abyss behind my eyelids,

Today I realize I am more than myself

The Dark Lord of Night is no stranger — He lives next door

I will show you my pain

And they both walked into the darkness

Labyrinths of self-made suffering built by fearful minds

Even the darkness belongs to the creator

We cannot even decide which side of the same coin to be on

We are lords of nothing

All that is built will fall down

Nothing lasts forever

Yet I look up, and see her presence in the moon as I wander alone through the city at night

Poetry has become a magic act that binds the two inextricably into one soul

Sometimes the night is so dark that you cannot see every life drama from your past

The doors are all locked but the others are strong and want to come inside our sanctuary

He has no future as a hunter, for he has fallen and been crushed by his own prey

I hear my teacher say evil is an affliction of the mind

We will rise again someday far away from this place we have known here together

There was nothing to stop the two lovers from exploring every part of the landscape

I do not want to forget the way compassion passes between our palms

In the center of language we may yet find an answer to the questions of life

What about the others who think they are crazy?

We are not alone

My eye opens and I perceive all this beauty I have hidden from myself

We can have peace as long as we see the way things are and try our best

To make a positive difference in the world, however small and inconsequential

We may think ourselves to be — Desire and biology and mind

All filled with life — We taste the forbidden fruit and discover everything is allowed

There is a way to turn back the tide

There is a hope for our hearts to renew

Sisters and brothers appear to speak for a moment, turn around, and disappear

Bring us now your light to shine in dark places where we are too afraid to look

Inside fortresses of solitude, we make what we will to be be

The world is always ending and beginning again, with each sunrise and sunset

Pay attention to the details

Hundreds of people dance, and she sings a beautiful song of the old times

Giving new meaning to the new futures past

Utopia of Friends and Lovers

I was outside of time and space within the mountain waterfall

The pattern of my destiny is here, music of a billion possibilities

The night is breathing softly, all around me, the mystery of mysteries

As I go to sleep I close my eyes and see a purple flame rising in the darkness

I run through the clouds at sunset and chase the wild women there who tempt lonely men

I walk with my brother when I am ten and we play together in the snow

Do not worry about that which you cannot change

Moment by moment, hour by hour, day by day the future advances continuously

Our bond will twist along with the wind and the rain, but it will never break

The audience wants to go home

Back to their own worlds of light and order amidst the chaos of the Universe

You may never understand how or why, but that is alright

There are people who may never escape, yet no one has to stay anywhere forever

We say murder is the worst sin, yet we send our sons and daughters to be killed

And to kill — For a good cause, maybe, but still — Glory is a mirage

In this land of turmoil and conflict we must keep working — We must not fail

Appreciate the moss on the rocks — We worship the cycle of natural magic

Through the dark, we find our way to the mysteries

When have I not seen my own soul staring back from eyes I love?

I drift up through fields of poppy, yarrow, mint, lavender, rosemary

And all that is is cosmic perfection reflected through a mirror

It is one of the few and happy times when the sky seems to stretch out forever

We may yet find a way to save the world — We have little to lose — Sadness, ennui

They are like dancers willing to die for each other, and do it again tomorrow night

Love is possible in our hearts and life seems something more than indifference

Breathing sighs through the house and we are connected to all of the dreamers here tonight

In the face of such belonging, such utter indifference to fear, how can love not save me?

Star of light, come join me in my sorrow — Heal the scars on my soul

From the spirit of the world we have come to be, the mind consciousness which is ours

We will find a freedom that opens like a beautiful dream and you cannot go back to sleep

There will come a time when we all can embrace the vision of the eternal eastern sun

Passion tolerates no boundaries, as if I am a greedy fish trying to take a breath of air

Even a star must die, but nothing ever vanishes forever

The goal of the human animal is to grow bigger — We are the preservers

All over the world our brothers and sisters are living and dying

People working for positive change, to bring in a new era of global universal community

Meet me at the threshold between illusion and reality, and we can tell our stories together

Joyful naked lovers of the moon dance and sing — They have no need for sorrow tonight

There is a space outside of time — Mandala — Sanctuary within our own minds

Infinite space inside our own consciousness — A reflection of the infinite cosmos outside

A beautiful sunset sets the stage for dreamtime to work its particular magic on our minds

Love breaks all barriers

Wheel of Light turning with every embrace, kind word, confession of desire

Howling, the wolves circle in the snow — A girl does not know how to escape

Through poetry I have found freedom and a feeling of flying through air

Where do these images and feelings come from?

I don’t know how I came here, nor where I am going, but there remains your presence

That gives me motivation and courage to face the vicissitudes of time

The revolutions of the world and people around me

Your love gives me reason to keep living, working, trying to make things better
A little at a time


Insight

Insight

 

Patterns of eternity in pools of water

Nautical shapes and spirals illustrating wisdom

And I heard a voice within my head

I only wanted to find the signs of ancient

Presence in each drop of the rivers and oceans

 

I dropped the ancient leaf of some long forgotten tree

And watched the patterns of water rearrange

But always there was the same spiral toward infinity

No matter how hard I tried to break or change it

The pattern always found a way to reform again

 

I only wanted to find out how many could see

The unbounded territory of life — Nature’s design

I bowed before the water and trees and laughed

 

What we see is not limited to one time or space

We are everything which we have ever seen or done

 

I saw a serpent slither across the ancient leaf and turn

From within the drops of water it was now outside

And I was inside where it had formerly been

But I was not afraid of my new perception

As part of the living whole which is always present

 

And now it was night and the serpent returned

Effortlessly trading places with me once again

Now ready to spread this knowledge

Far and wide and deep into the core of our being

 

Do not fear that which has yet to pass in awakening

Like a beautiful lotus new things undreamed of by philosophy

Open and bloom upon the foreheads of our successors

 

We will have time to enjoy the fruits of our learning and yearning

Meeting always again in a new form when we are ready

To see each other again after a long time’s absence

Or only a few moments — Drinking the waters of life

Wisdom of the Future Age — Eternal Life, Love, Light

Dwelling always in Peace, inside and outside — Beyond the stars


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