Friday 25 December 2015

Christmas Day


Christmas Day

Christmas Day
   on the lonely
Downtown streets
Of Long Beach.
     Not a cloud
In the sky.  All
Is calm.  All
Is bright…well,
                  not
Really.
There are individuals
Talking to themselves,
         and individuals
Passing each other by,
                          not
Talking to each other.
Like pieces of newspaper
           drifting by
On the coolish breeze…

        ,,,but I found 
          an FDR
On the sidewalk
     for good luck
     and a plastic 
     water bottle
For my neighborhood
Recyclable trash pickers
Too……

              still...........

            What’s wrong
With this picture?
                     Well,
             for one thing
                the day 
              is built
On a falsehood:
                 many
Gods of old
Were celebrated
On this day.
Christianity
        was built
On their shoulders.
              That’s
All;  
      to keep
      the peasantry
      happy.  
And for another
      It’s all
      llusion
Anyway.
              You see,
              not only
Is this all
An image; but
         it is a
Reverse image -
          as in
A mirror - 
                calling
The real thing
      into being
Out of latency;
            meaning,
                  in
      effect, that
         Life
              as we
    know it
Is a negative
Of a positive.

       Interesting,
       that.
       Wouldn’t 
       you say?
That life, then,
      is an image
      only
   in reality.  But
    necessary
    for all
    That

     for calling us out
     of our little
     individual
     selves.


Oops.  Can’t be giving
         too many
          secrets
           away
      before their
         natural
         Time
                of unfolding.
Forget I ever
             said
              any
          of this,
Won’t you?
        That’s a good
     soul

              inhabiting
      a space
Suit.  Whereby
            we are
Santa Clauses
To each other.
                  Not
        individual
Pieces of drifting
             newspaper
         to each other
         really.

I will just say
       Happy
  New Year
Everybody
And let it go
At that  
        for
          today.


       ...as we
Transmute matter
      back into
             Light
In sacred resonance
            like a
     homing signal  

So that the Creator
             may manifest
Upon the Earth
through every aspect
Of our individual
             being.
This will herald
                 forth
The divine Plan
Into manifestation
And embodiment:
The New Era.

Indeed, a happy
New Year.  One
      and All.

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