A Feeling, Vibration and Words to Coincide

There is a feeling,

A vibration,

Words to coincide.

What is it you speak?

Message sent out to the world?

Which way to tip the scale?

We sit,

We listen,

Not to the outer but inner of our worlds.

Heart opens,

Heart felt.

Heart speaks,

Translated realities.

What are these words we speak?

From the depths of our inner most.

Blossom,

Open,

Awaken to All There Is.

The Great Mystery flows,

Gently down the stream we go…

Ani Po

 

 

A Thousand Faces

Once afraid of a thousand disfigured faces,

Rejoicing at their homecoming.

Darkened past,

Empty souls.

Now sitting on the outskirts of the circle,

Observing the faces of what were.

What were,

Now may be.

These thousand faces,

No longer enemy but allies of sort.

Sitting at the outer rim of reality,

Allowing what will be…to be.

Welcome thine thousand faces,

Welcome home.

Ani Po