Take me to the place,
where now-here goes.
Skies open,
stars light up.
People
things
coming and going,
past and present future.
Thoughts
enter
passerby.
Puff
cleared
breathe…
…We Sing Again.
We are healed,
We are Whole,
We are Holy,
We are One.
I am you,
You are Me,
We are Thee,
Three in One.
~Ani Po
An Escort Home
Asked to intervene,
tertiary mediator to the physical — spiritual plains.
Removing the bondage,
tethered stitching of protective belief.
Guard against the hungry wolves,
drooling over — leftovers bequeathed by the window’s soul.
Protection against the legality of evildoers,
scratching another from spectrums broader.
It is done — write as the wing — left as it was.
Follow the smoke — find your way home.
We dance — singing to all past, present and future psalms.
Take our hand — into the unknown — forever yours,
back whence we came.
~Ani Po
Thank you for holding this sacred space at KTHT. Thank you Diana C., Spyder. and May More.
Much gratitude for those who take time to read, ponder, and allow the inner workings of self to come forward. Grateful for the feedback, love shared, and, more importantly, the Dance with Inspiration. Deep Peace.
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