the Holy Mother and the son
Bring the living Light of Love,
I am that I am
Alive here in this body mind and soul,
The breadcrumbs of the holy communion.
I am the one who thirsts
To merge with the lord,
A watercolor daydream that fades
With lightning bolts that flash with endless possibilities
As the breath of the wind
Asks me to worship you with praise.
I am the breath of wind
That blows forth from the ocean,
To reach the stormy skies,
To feed my hungry soul
With the gifts it can't define.
I am the budding flower
That shimmers with beauty so divine,
And opens up to the sun
To blossoms when love comes by.
I am touched with the smile of masters love
With a promise yet to find.
So I eat the message
That the fortune cookie holds
And it says:
"You are you, And I am I,
We all will awaken in Gods good time".
Beyond the limitations of this life
I see the merging of the one,
Creation's manifestation awakening
To the "I Am" that causes us to become.
That living Light of Love
Alive in our body mind and soul,
The awakening that comes to us
From the holy ones above.