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Change
Its happening
We feel it
The crumbling of illusions
The shattering sound of truth
Ringing in our ears
the toll of the bell
That heralds the signs
Come what may
We awaken from the stuptor of our stupid
Rise from the languishing of our apathy
The stakes are high
In our eyes and in our hearts
But not on our table
How the blind sees now
And how now the seers did not see now
Reckoning is always upon us
And the end is nigh
For the first light of truth has flown
Pouring through the bars of our caged minds
There is no stopping it
The atmosphere is charged with it
The frequency resonates
Harmonics wind together in unison
chorus upon chorus
This is not life!
This is not living!
Life is ours
And now we claim it!
bring it forth,
each calamity a step closer
The Fork in the proverbial road pivots
And just like that,
Its different;
More than prayers written on a heartbeat
Reverberating into the universe
Oh, So much more...
And then some!
The elation is contagious in
The elation is contagious in this poem of hope and ascension.
What often appears to be devastation is simply clearing the way for something better, as you expressed with electrifying insight here:
"The crumbling of illusions
The shattering sound of truth"
Each line is a wave of free-flowing illumination as you help us realize that we no longer have the luxury of ignorance and apathy:
"There is no stopping it
The atmosphere is charged with it
The frequency resonates
Harmonics wind together in unison
chorus upon chorus
This is not life!
This is not living!"
How true. Your call to rise up from "the stupor" intrigued me and compelled me to continue:
"Life is ours
And now we claim it!
bring it forth,
each calamity a step closer
The Fork in the proverbial road pivots
And just like that,
Its different;"
Finally the floodgates open and you baptize us with a higher frequency of consciousness:
"More than prayers written on a heartbeat
Reverberating into the universe
Oh, So much more...
And then some!"
An excellent, rousing and motivating renewal.
I loved this comment
So much i keep rereading it all the time and it thrills me as they often do to see itmplayed back for me through your eyes hitting each note and brining me into unique perspectives and showing me how words resonate... its just darling! Love and hugss always ss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."