Monday, December 17, 2012

The Now


Falling awake as I rise
Ascending, my right
To move up and down
Along the rod of golden light

Freely between worlds
I go and I choose
To move as I do
Between the old and the new

We are weighed down
Made into clay
So we stay to make play
in someone else’s game

I am not a slave
Do as they say
I go my own way
Choose to play all day as I may

Lighter and brighter
We can become
Dance and laugh
In the name of Love

Let go
Embrace your inner power
To flower, be showered,
Empowered by The Now


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