| Don't take all words at face value. ----- And the angel of the lord led me Into the belly of the holy mother A chamber black as pitch But I felt no fear, only comfort, For I was as a child in the womb And she begged me "Hear through yonder portal Which looked upon the heavens, And behold! a morning angel" She ascended slowly from far beyond the horizon, Her light like a heavenly finger pointing the way And on yonder wall she traced for me a path Which led me five directions, eight winters to east, And behold! As my feet landed firmly Upon the vital winter of the second storm There appeared before me a heavenly star A holy virgin, the bringer of life and breath And she spoke unto me saying "Fear not the movement of the heavens above or the earth below For change is what we are, my child. Righteous are those Who look up and sway with the wind, Who look down and dance with the shifting of the soil, Who swim with the movement of the tides Who seek the truth around them And discover that we are And have always been in paradise. The reflections of heaven on earth. Amen!' And she spoke again saying "Know, my child, that there is no devil seeking to conquer the hearts of men. No evil, save blind faith, ignorance, And the desire for the unprepared To blame others for the devastation Left in the wake of change Change, my child Change is in the heavens Change is on this earth Change is all around us And we are reflections of the divine, We must roll with these changes, For we are ... |
