Have You Had Enough

Have you had enough

Of this low-consciousness stuff

That has characterized our history

   and cost us so very dearly

And made us play in the rough

   so many times

   in so many climes

That it began to look as though

It were part of our nature

Human

Fallen

Star

       rather

Than the gift of our Father

Mother God

That we really are.

              Odd

Isn't it, how one can lose

Contact with one's origin

      that is to say

One's true origin

So

Seemingly

Easily.

Well, anyway:

Time to choose

Now.  Never again

To know the pain

Of separation.

Or stay stuck in it

For one more Round

Of major Time.

A dreary thought

For those who are ready

To go Home, again.

Lost.  

Then Found.

At great cost 

To the both of Us:

               Child

And Parent.

Lamb caught

In the thicket

And released.

On the one hand:

            occasion

For celebration.

On the other:

           the same

For a little gratitude

I would think.

          But then

What do I know.

I'm just one of You

     looking for

Further fields to roam in, now

That Time has come

And gone

For those who are ready

To release it

And glory in the timeless Now

Once again

The stronger

More aware

For the experience

Like just that:

A child, grown

To adulthood

And ready, now, for

The larger picture.

One that does not include war

And such

Greasy

Kid's 

Stuff.