June 09th, 2017

the moon wears a silver robe of clouds
And trails of light cross my eyes
to entice me find a way to try
To touch the crown of stars so high

and the Mothers immaculate heart
holds me so close from afar
And echoes of cosmic sigh
reverberate with a reflection of why

And God whispers to awaken us
from these karmic dreams
To break the ties of the ego so we're freed
To allow the power of goodwill to be

and the clock is ticking
as our given time slips by
and there is this light from the highest
As Spirits wind waves the White flag

I follow the teachers who lead the way
but there's so much more to do each day
So I pray for Christ to hold my hand
til Gods love guides me to the promised land