Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Collective Flight


Lick your wounds and self attune to this new moon
That puts you in alignment with the collective assignment
of coming forth to declare your worth on this earth
that spews an unreal madness and brews illusory sadness.

I momentarily lift my disdain for a structure insane
of its own right to free flight in the realm of the arcane.
Transgress the manifestation that instills the sedation
Of the human elation that reflects our true vibration.

We are the Zen of a multifaceted gem
who are declaring the sharing of true power and caring.
Judgment can never inure the core of our true nature.
In all ways we grow from harshness bestowed
in the hallways of this misplaced ego.

From this space, our colorful feathers
That fly with grace cannot be weathered,
when we know our true self
and the stealth of this graceful endeavor.

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