White light vibrating energy moving through me
In waves and spades
As sunshine parades through my soul
It may be
That I may be whole.
I followed It last night
I didn’t fight
I drew instead so It revealed
Who It was, in symbols
My respect, my surrender
My willingness to give in!
And say, “I don’t know …
But show me.”
And, oh, It showed me in those symbols
As cymbals played in my head
And every other kind of instrument;
In Aliveness gyrating in my skin
Could not even consider sleep
Nor did I need a place to rest my head
“Awake! Awake! Awake!” It said,
“It’s time to Live and grow in ways
You can’t imagine
I come to tell you that you have reached the place —
The very one —
That reaches still another one.”
And I felt no regret at this!
But only gentle tenderness
Feathers whisking up my skin
As if to say “Alive again!”
The night before, something died.
Now something New