A POEM FOR JACQUI
The blackest black of
deepest space
Is gone when sparks one
flash of light.
The blue and green of
Earth do grace
The fleeting dreams of
inner light.
Call up Akashic memories
Of all the histories of Earth,
The dance of all Realities
Both of sadness and of
mirth.
The Light that glows
behind your eyes,
The Love that burns
within your heart,
Did they not know the
ancient skies?
Did they not always play
their part?
Imagined differences we
see
Of me and you, of you and
me,
Like rivers flowing to
the Sea,
They merge as One
eternally!
ERC Sunday, February 4,
2018
Beautiful!!
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