To be the answer
for the one,
to feel your embrace
upon rising sun,
to die each day
when is is done,
this is life…
as humans toil,
for standing in
the worldly soil.
Never seeing life
as real,
only that which
turns the wheel,
never happy
being free,
enslaving each other
with guilty pleas.
Life is love
Life is choice
see the difference
use your voice.
Not this world
created by men,
not the evil
present when…
all is lost
to greed and strife,
no more value
of sweetest life.
The time has come
to take a stand,
as the keepers
of this land…
to be the life,
to be the love,
to be the Angels
from above.
There is a way
to feel again,
to start the morning
fresh, not grim,
to see the good
in all there is …
to be the lightness
in the dark,
knowing that we
play this part,
for the planet to Ascend.
March 18, 2017 at 2:35 pm
Nice! Always hope
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March 18, 2017 at 3:09 pm
Always!
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