Sunday, June 4, 2017



Sanctuary awaits weary travelers on forest roads,
where natures energy rains down on tattered souls,
to wash away the crippling pain inflicted by mechanical cities.

Steel bars fade from sight and open eyes,
while muscles drift with each relaxing breath,
confusion dissipates in the gentle breeze…

Awareness mingles with enlightenment,
and expands with excitement across fields of light,
where angelic beacons guide our essence through onyx clusters,
to take us home.

Home to the glittering fountain of light that gave birth to our existence, we but magnetic ink flickering before the god of consciousness are absorbed in radiance and made whole again with promise of return.

2nd Draft - June 06, 2017


  1. Wonderful reflection. Thank you

  2. Nice Image. I enjoyed reading your poem, very expressive.

    Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.


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