EARTH ASCENDING
Earth, isn’t this what you want, to make the ascension like Jesus;
You are like a teenage girl that was raped plundered and pillaged.
Transformation is your commission. I am won over by your springs.
Look! You are still alive even though your oceans, rivers and lakes
Are choked. It is only because of some precariousness that your
Human children haven’t killed you yet. They choose slow ecocide.
I know you seek a dimensional shift above the third dimension; allow
Us to go with you into invisibility. Your most sacred thought is intimate
Death. I know this because your snow capped poles are melting and crying.
Let us all emerge from this grim vision and acknowledge the assenting
Angels. Let our face be more shining with the perspicuity that spirit is
Real and uber alles over our tumultuous misuse of the physical domain.
Our dolphin brothers from Sirius teach us how to laugh and play through
It all. To die young is of no moment; all the rock and rollers have taught
Us that. We can all follow Elvis into spirit and leave the young corpse behind.
We all have to climb the mountains of primal sorrow. Yes, you too my
Beloved Earth. Happiness is always rising to some ascension and we
Remember though Biblical lore that a fall is not what we want to experience.