Is this the magic, in your heart, the one you have yearned for, and hoped would start.
Or is this the heaven, once dreamt of long ago, that lifts you up, and frees your Soul.
Are you dreaming, even now, amidst the turmoil, you left and vowed.
Would never happen, in the Light, who is the dreamer, you feel at night.
Is it the silence, or the past, or ancient wisdom, freeing you at last.
Who knows the difference, when things arise, who is in charge, throughout the day and night.
What flows through you, as you wake, the love of life, or is it hate.
The dream of Glory, do you know, is it a mystical journey, or a destined fate.
What lives and breathes, is it Divine, or a cycle, only playing out through time.
As consciousness moves, as if through space, will you discover, your true lineage…
View original post 352 more words