Swimming heart songs

delay my mind’s questions

I’ve been reading all our memoirs

from as many of us as I can ~

those of us, who,

I don’t see in my office for

a treatment plan: I meet you in the ethers

through sound and vibration.

What plan then does your Spirit

have for you?

Are the symbols in your carefully written words

tenderly and deliberated stitched

in a direction

for the fabric of your life to flow?

Reams of life stories etched in Akasha,

the sounds of lifetimes, lessons, and timelines…

they echo with ancestry…interwoven and bidirectional

We are each of us a golden thread, a tune, a seed,

a mystery that peels open,

more delicate than flowers,

but hardier than time.

We transcend time,

we transcend illusions,

we stand tall in the face of today:

accepting our electrical assemblage,

still looking at the stars and their massive fusion. Wondering..

Sure we are made of stars and have their energy….

Just a pinch

And I awake inside each extra dream layer.

looking at you, looking at me..