Sanctuary
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.
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2nd Draft - June 06, 2017
Wonderful reflection. Thank you
ReplyDeleteNice Image. I enjoyed reading your poem, very expressive.
ReplyDeleteThank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.