As you know we meet in the forest hidden in the etheric plain we have great skill in etheric abilities like etheric projection,
Celestial Light Beings
Even thrown you are the whispers
In the twilight hours
I will wait for you beside
The ancient temple near the tower
Pleiades bond our souls as one so long ago
The forest temple became our native home
Beyond our earthly thread
Where we the seven walk the etheric web
But in my dreams I'm not alone
For we seven linked this way joined in union
By the sacred ring were we are bond
Within the temple on hollowed ground
Were nature spirits roam free
Among the leaves of ancient trees
Nestled in the hidden forest lost to man
By the apple seeds, of Adams hand.
Celestial bothers and sisters
You are not alone Anita and I
Have walked in the shadows
In linen robes and wings so white
May our halos be your light?
Even if you are still hidden in the night
Poetry. Various urgent, lively, and sometimes haunting poems appear here alongside stark black and white photos of Jones' homeless subjects. Jones takes on the plight of the homeless in different voices, echoing the thoughts of people on the streets,
Poetry. Various urgent, lively, and sometimes haunting poems appear here alongside stark black and white photos of Jones' homeless subjects. Jones takes on the plight of the homeless in different voices, echoing the thoughts of people on the streets,