come, the time approacheth

 

 

come, the time approacheth

in my arms

there is refuge

in my heart

there is peace

come lay your head

upon my breast

and let us breathe

and give our weariness

to the heavens

let us slumber softly

as we dream of

the celestial beauty

we once knew

so intimately

come my dear child

and remember

and let thy spirit loose

that the smiles of our youth

will no longer hide

and adorn our faces

with uninhibited,

unmitigated joy

our souls shall dance

as we pass through the gates

that shine with expectation

of our return

listen to your heart

my heart

our heart

God's Heart

which is in all things

listen to the rhythmic beating

marking the path

that all men

are destined to walk

. . . again

the way of illusion

can not stand

in any noble way

nor confirm its existence

for it has no reflection

in the mirror of truth

it is but darkly

let us eat

the honey

drink the milk

and break the breads

of providence

and be filled

with self awareness

that we are Sovereign

and Righteous

and all of Creation

is in need of you,

i,

we,

for we are an expression

of all that “IS”

the music is playing

the Angels are singing

and our 'inner child'

knows the dance

that is eternal

and has no end

nor beginning

no magic is needed,

nor do we have need for miracles

for we are endowed

with a power replete

that can overcome

the world of things

let us close our eyes

and embrace

Truth's silence

and dwell in the pool

where Darkness and Light

speak together

in conspiracies of Love

showing us the wholeness

of who we are

yes let us think joy filled thoughts

let us kiss our bliss

upon her lips

and become beyond

the conjurings

we idly so created

for our fleeting amusements

for the time to “BE”

knocks upon the doors

of our hearts

the time is at hand

for it's delusive supply

wanes

and shall wax no more

“the Moon shall no longer be thy Light

by night

nor the Sun thy Light by Day

for the Lorde

shall be thy everlasting Light”

if we but learn to trust

in that which is greater

within

in my arms

there is refuge

in my heart

there is peace

come lay your head

upon my breast

and let us breathe

and give our weariness

to the heavens

let us slumber softly

as we dream of

the celestial beauty

we once knew

so intimately

come my dear child

and remember

and let thy spirit loose

that the smiles of our youth

will no longer hide

and adorn our faces

with uninhibited,

unmitigated joy

our souls shall dance

as we pass through the gates

that shine with expectation

of our return

listen to your heart

my heart

our heart

God's Heart

which is in all things

Come, the time approacheth

(c) 13 October 2013 : william s. peters, sr.