Will 2/be

Winds striking still waters mirror sparkling starlight

Standing out against darkness
casting visceral impressions as vivid colorful sparks

Sharp expressions

engraved somewhere in our inner consciousness moving in waves flowing on into the night

Offering suggestions of spirit souls
leaping over the horizons in visions of insights

eternally grounded in the moment  
Rising from dimensions beyond this,

cast adrift in the mists
treasures from the nether world

Free to all blessed with the gift
of discernment

Gems sent from our ancestral protectors  

A care package
From those whose love for us

Is forever unwavering and pure
In effort to connect to transfer ideas

concepts collected across dimensions
Beyond this space and time

permitting the effect
of further expansions
within our minds

as we’re inclined
to perfect the cure internally

For future generations,
alert them to the dangers

That we may endure
calamity we must face

Under uncertainty that the present
Will fail to reflect our grasp

of our future inheritance
in fear of a repeat of past mistakes

Easy to relate in effort to protect
Our ancient dreams

Seen from the living truth,
a vantage point aligned

realized vantage points as kings and queens
Futures as they come,

fertile ideals we learn to live by
 in faithful striving by just being real

If not too late to be anointed
born of love between the one

chosen to the working sense ability
To get it done

And the dream of the willing heart
Willing to keep it real

Instead of falling off task,
Distracted by the many

lost to the false pride,  
A stupidity reserved for faux royalty

With ripples in effect
which seize our focus

Lead us to slaughter
stripped of will to resist

Mesmerized by cheap thrills

a willingness to kiss The asp
Of cheap idols False gods (if you will)

A circumstantial moment of bliss
to block the sense ability

to recognize the futility
Off track diversions

Bind our common sense
Such that we crash dive into seas of misery

but for a tiny spark
from the heart of those

who continue to receive the wave of creation
having the gift to catch the drift,

 see past the myth
sensing something is amiss

Despite all cost,
to continue to believe

The message planted,
within our souls’ seed

Creating from the all
the method to proceed

To fuse together
connect souls in flight

As liquid points of light
Dancing in and out of shadows,

silhouettes on the walls
Crossing the threshold

of new dimensions
As shooting stars

leap from the heavens,
Adrift from obscure points of eternity…

Joining voices as if,
the universe has spoken

And whispers of the spirit pools
opening a flurry of new dimensions,

became aligned  
falling gently in formation
creating signs,

in accordance with the life design
which was never preordained

only, foretold
to call forth

Forces of creation
as the will 2 be

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