Invisibly, the power builds
into the many
things that we receive. Beyond
our human
sight and implications, the
magic plays
in greater fantasy than we
have learned
to believe real. Swirls of
color merge and
blend, just out of time and
space and place,
preponderating only purity
of being.
Patiently, they incubate within
a greater
womb than we can know or
yet perceive.
Our human heritage is limiting
- at times
constricting all that we
were born to come
to be. And we give in, too
easily, to all the
growing trends of multitude.
Rare, if ever,
do we take the time to just
consider
everything that tries to
take its place
within our lives, and thus
reality.
Anxiety is labeled as a tension
and then
laid aside. Gaining strength,
perhaps we
might imbibe a certain kind
of chemical
reaction. Guaranteed to make
us feel
the way our culture says
that we should
feel. The side affects are
rarely bound
within consideration. Just
keep on moving,
that is the need as seen
by those in power -
rushing with the crowd, no
matter what
it takes. Leave the contemplation
for the
few who dare to take the
time for the grace
of their consideration to
set in.
Follow - never dare to lead
- this is the
teaching we received. Don't
dare to seek
an alteration in the fabric
of society.
The multitudes have long
abided these,
the many rules and roles
that compromise
their souls; if only they
might fit within
the groove and be held safe
and warm
within the swarm they call
normality.
Silence now! Just sit and
listen once again
to the incompetence we name
our
government. Else suffer consequences
meant to bring you to your
knees. And
here it is that love of heart
is beaten
to the ground. Abide the
many laws,
no matter what the circumstances
come
to mean. And if ever you
once dare
to scream or rage in a rejection
of the
wealth that never came to
you - beware!
Have you ever shared a quiet
conversation
with another one who cares?
Or walked in
silent satiation, air become
to dear to hold
a word? Or dared to touch
another being,
seemingly in need, with understanding
and
an empathy that only we can
give each other?
Child-like, these moments
that bring
meaning to our lives.
As invisibly, the power builds
into the many
things that we receive. Beyond
our human
sight and implications, the
magic plays
in greater fantasy than we
have learned
to believe real. Swirls of
color merge and
blend, just out of time and
space and place,
preponderating only purity
of being.
And here it is that love
lives on
into eternity...
? Michaelette ?
12/6/2001
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