We all Matter into Mother
Measured by Maats Tether
Twisted Sines Waving bravely
In the maze of Ether
All ways Always riding Nows
And nursing from the Sacred Cow
……….but some.in.Time
Rewind the Bloodlines
And find the WideOpenSee
And Enter Consciously
Into the LivingDream
No longer Trapped
In mapped Out mirrors
No longer wrapped in
Fears and Tears….
Tangled in whethers
And whithers and whence
Blaming the Game
And shaming All Sense
For the Terrors that rip
choice from voice as
Moistened lips
Part
The Red Seams of this
Begotten Reality.
To be Sovereign
Is to Reign
Free
From Root to Crown
As Seed to Tree
Becomes What Is
And Always
Will Be…
Adventures
In Seaming
And Dreaming
I and We
Between
Games of Waking
And
Falling
A
Sleep.
Charleen Johnston
8-16-23
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