I have seen, somewhere, a mountain
that is the collected dust
of a million years. There is, too, a river
that flows with all the
dreaming that slips from our memory.
There are trees that grow
with leaves upon which are written
the secrets of all imaginary truths.
And I have seen a sky with a
thousand suns, whose clouds
reach down to earth
and shroud the ground
with their whisper veils. Somewhere,
I have been to where
the laws of being change
with the shaping of the winds.
It is a land I walk when I
lose where I am, while wandering
on the casual streets of life,
slip from the cradle of
all that I am sure, beyond this light
of sunlit awareness, beyond the dark
of strangest night. Do not fear
when the ground of all you know
shifts to the sound of
the sparrow: you when you return
from this realm of fireflicker
dream, this world of ours
shall glow inspired with what could be,
never known before, in a light
that no star has ever shed.
lydia
9:00am saturday, 27th march
i don't want to get you into matrix-film paranoia, but i feel that the place you are talking about is being threatened... And pure love is not enough to save it... What will you do without it?
Rich
5:35pm sunday, 28th march
The place talked about is the eternal perspective you gain through meditation. closing your eyes and really trying to comprehend everything on a grand scale. so when its over you can open your eyes and see the world for what it truly is.. a work of God.
lydia
Rich