There is a world in all our minds where we know the truths…
There is a surreal freedom in our heart.. incantations whispered in fervent tones..
You are the godliness you worship in the holy caves..
The mind is an ancient tree…
It has been pruned by evolution…
It has fostered many a harmonious civilizations..
It has befuddled the world kindling the firelight of imagination..
Souls cradled on the arches of this tree..
Have fondled it, sinking in it…drawing breath from its gospels,
Yet infusing in it incense from their ruminations..
Immersing the grandeur of the worlds in the helms of their own universes..
Let’s tread on those branches..
That rise through the vines to wrap the world in glorious sunshine..
Let epiphany lift all souls to plow the sky..
Lets trim away those branches sagging with hate and vane pride..
Let free birds wade through the spheres sounding cries of triumph,
Singing..together we shall rise to swing on the fields of amorphous love
Kissing the winds with our words of brazen beauty..lips full of sauntering smiles
Ambient music of hope..joyous innocence caressing the oceans..
The depths of our soulful eyes candidly in love with all kin..
All souls dancing on that ancient tree..to the symphony.. Together we shall rise.