I decide the way...
to ride
this tide.
La Luna rhythm guide
sets my solar stride.
Unknown junction surprise,
celestial bodies and I collide.
Merging forces of course,
on course, off course,
of course...again.
A gaining gang we are.
Me and I and all the sky.
We hang blessed mantras
from the blue waves of the seas.
And swim songs through the sky.
They echo off clouds.
The message, a passage.
A corridor through twinkling
an inkling
of starseed memories blinking
At third eyes winking.
All stops, all breathes and we see.
All of IS, of US, of you , of ME,
WE have begun to remember,
forever we are,
winning the already WON.
Remembering the WAY of BEING, as beings
is that which brings us to
ONE.
