...dream...
a wave of consciousness, arising...
washes over us, arriving... as we were, still sleeping
halfawake, now... we energize our sense of being,
as our emotions are stirred to life,
we peruse the library our memories
from mirrors within our collective soulspace...
listening to spiritual voices ...which elevate, our lives
from the drops, we are... to the puddle of our families,
to the little creek of our communities, as we connect
to the mainstream gathering momentum, creating depth
as our particles, undergo transformation, interactions
defying gravity as the wave crests... and breaks...
not inclined to compromise, as we still weep...
from echoes ...in our spirit shell...
creating reverberations
within our bodies
as ...wells...
overflowing in tears,
falling from the heavens
as star sign, progressions
being cast in reflection...
ripples of lost souls
becoming oceans
spirits, all...
now, in the
Creators keep...
 
 
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