Epiphany

Epiphany
juxtaposed awareness
of what is and what can be
instills such a passion
it brings us to our knees
a passion to inquire
as to just why this is so
and to pray and ask for guidance
to become what we know
what we know as the wayshowers
we who have lived here in service
we know All can come into being
if humanity changes it way of seeing
to be the love
and see the beauty
once again
our sacred duty
every moment
of every day
we can love each other
into the fray of spell-bound consciousness
until there arrives
this epiphany
to just step away from what we’ve done traditionally
and feel our whole world differently
be guided by what appears as synchrony
see our new world as already here, visually
invite it in as a serendipity
honour the Earth as an aborigine
stabilize as with the whippletree
live in a state of equanimity
love each other unconditionally
explore, celebrate every possibility
connect with heart to heart superconductivity
and recognize our ability
to express ourselves as divinity
what can be
this epiphany?
a sudden revelation
of who we be
as One
one infinite expression
of Love
gagi    10/27/18

A Beckoning

A Beckoning

full Moon in her glory
shone thru the glass
i gazed up and saw her
and she removed her mask

for a moment we stared into
each other’s eyes
the intensity of the moment
was a total surprise

there was an exchange
as i was admiring her
but how would one know
what was next to occur?

returning to bed
closing eyes to then sleep
reflecting upon her many gifts
that we constantly reap

and then within moments
brilliant light did appear
third eye was opened
and vision was clear

spheres of light and of colour
came tumbling thru
you could see thru one to another
their blue-green tints many hues

a blending and a swirling
then a quieting down
what was delivered
disappeared with no sound

a magical moment
a beckoning of sorts
that third eye a doorway
to other realms’ cohorts

stillness and quiet
soon took me to sleep
the gratitude for Moon’s gift
is a treasure i’ll keep

gagi      10/25/18

In the Middle

In the Middle

in the middle of the movement
of the sacred torus
there is a fleeting point of stillness
before moving on

the dark central void
erupting with creation
fractal assemblance
from currents of the new

flowing out
flowing in
spiralling again
folding
enfolding
patterns of the spin

creative particulates
aspects of the norm
responsive to all that is
constantly the new is born


gagi    10/21/18