Angel exuding Glorious Light
A Golden Age is coming
For me, for you – for us.
Gone are bad things and bad ways,
Bad habits are miles back.
Can’t you hear the ringing?
In your ears – Angels singing
Praise upon praise of effervescent Glory
Coming this way now.
The future’s bright sun rises up the road
Meeting our shining eyes and bright faces
Expectant we are – as all is found
All is Saved, Heaven! This way!
Oh don’t you dare think you’re dreaming child,
It is served up here and there,
All planes and all lanes, panes and facets
Providence rolling for the World.
Friday, July 8th, 2011 at 3:54am.
“Fly! Angel, Fly!”
Pulling down from the Heavens,
Drawing down from the skies,
Glorious blue orbs of Life,
Tears of the Angel to quench our thirst,
Soft bullets of peace to fill the rivers,
Passionate, cleansing curtain to wring us new.
Propelled by thunder,
Powered by lightning,
Driven by myriad winds,
Swollen armies of the battle above,
Raging to give us fresh blood,
Delivering us from yesterday.
June 18, 2011 3:56am
Welcome to the future I
Just left for it yesterday
Long scrabbling, straggling scroll down Life’s hallway
How is it we know so little past the sands of Egypt?
If we’re so advanced, how come we can’t build
The Great Pyramid again even if we wanted to?
From Babel, we babble in scores
Of lashing, clashing tongues
Missing the canopy of watery heavens
Much as India is, with too many wild monkeys
In our midst – playing at being people
Not enough vimanas to go around for The Great Escape.
June 18, 2011 at 3:17am