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Shalom Instructors and Friends,
I wrote this poem last Saturday.  I think this is my role. 🙂
Divine Mother
Divine Mother awake and shake off the sleep
Deep rivers flow, forego the desert plains and blood stains
where chaos reigns internally and externally for eternity
We weep while you sleep.
The sheep wander free in chains, with no gains in sight because
they like to fight, despite their plight Creator sheds His light
and invites you to shew them in and begin collecting the pieces
that the leaches feast upon to be like the Sun.
I shake till you rise, my cries strong and loud, pound the door
for you to restore balance and reason in the Messianic Season.
Remember me … voice, you have the choice, free will to serve,
you deserve the chair, the throne, yours to own, you never walked alone,
what you were seeking was seeking you, in every flower, sunset, and blade of grass,
all you had to do was ask. Now Creator is calling you, to step out of standing in the queue
to pursue His Desires, which requires your vessel to carry His light, co-create delight and joy for us all to enjoy how He intended this life to be, unencumbered from being dense
head toward intense understanding harmony, and love emulating the One above.
Divine Mother, rinse your eyes in fresh water the daughters of the Earth thirst for insight, and alleviate their plight with your story fill the Earth with His Glory.
He will lift you high in the sky filled with illuminating light even the night stars will shine and align a new course, no recourse to foresee except for His Majesty.
Sit Divine Mother while I wash your feet, anoint them with oil, cushioned on a bed of soft tender grass, Oh! Divine Mother see how He carries you and adorns you with fresh white robes, crowned in His Glory … now go and tell your story, by His side and ride on clouds that shroud the Earth rebirth a song … we all belong.
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