Shangri-la and its garden of zen
had found me wandering
once upon when
and opened its heart
and home and being
for it understood and
stated I was expected
 

and I left that world
of psychological warfare
that teaches fear and terror
and media lying to make us believe
and cause confusion/distraction
by low density, enraging emotion
ignorance and arrogance
holding hands like silent weapons
yet underneath, it is the planet herself
feeling neglected enough
to say enough and remove
a few festering inhabitants
 

the planet hurls in velocity
across the cosmos awakening light beings
who seem to know about the prison
we have generalized ourselves upon/within
and once they know..everything changes
and they recognize a new response
and the observer alive becomes the creator
and goes on to experience its own paradise
that long last reward
for having lived the journey
to comprehend that basic law
so few understand and yet
was always there and should have
been known
 

and I am assured it never mattered
everything is…as it is meant to be
and the only rays of brilliant expansion
are the ones I see inside of me
as I lay in this temple we have created
this perfect sanctuary and garden of zen
making love together in the folds,
in the sheets, inside of our own heaven