To Elyon!
The centre of the universe,
Dancing dervishes you’ll find,
Going round and round in verse,
Dizzying and blind,
And in that circle that pray to Allah,
In that mystic realm
Not far away, some read Kabala,
A rabbi at the helm,
Adonai, or Elyon,or Elohim,
A name for God would say,
In unison their prayer sing,
Nodding heads would sway,
Not far away, in glorious sound,
United strong in voice,
Songs of Jesus can be found,
Hero is, of their God’s choice,
All is filled with glorious bliss,
Altar candles glowing bright,
And in their glow, you could not miss,
Saffron robes and chant delight,
Garlands now profusions bounty,
Offer lush the fruit of tropic,
On golden temples mount,
Gods’ creatures are the topic,
In among, the wise men stumble,
Of Plato, Tao, and Kung fuzi,
Their heads bent low and humble,
In case their God would see,
And ancient children, that we were,
In head dress proud, their dances do,
In joy their God to share,
They called him Winnetou,
Crone’s plucking flowers of the realm,
For making tea and potions,
Their Goddess Wicca at the helm,
Bring herbal spirits lotion,
Multitudes in spirits awe,
Mill about forlorn yet seeking,
To grasp all what they feel and saw,
They themselves in tongues now speaking,
Centre stage the light of lights,
Reflected all around,
Emanates in mirrors bright,
There holiness is found
This is my soul,
This where I travel,
To hide from Satan’s goal,
God’s beauty to unravel,
Along that route of twisted turns I find,
Creatures without sin
Angels, those are kind,
From birdies, wolfs and kin,
A bumblebee, a flower too,
Sages old and frail,
A homeless man without a shoe,
And murderers from jail,
Along that route, I find myself,
When reached that holy place,
That all is God,
This is his Holy space!
29/03/2008
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Micke
WOW!! Now This Was Indeed a Blessful Write From The Gods Of Your Soul!!
Embraced~Embrasse'
Vickie
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.