Our Lasting Legacy

…and now, on this Sunday, and an almost Full Moon, for something completely different.

Our Lasting Legacy

'He came, seemingly

Out of nowhere, and' -

Rescued us from ourselves??

No.

That's not fair -

               is, rather

A fallen vision.

For your own good, you

Have to do that for yourselves.  

But I can lend a hand

To what you do; and would

If you were in my shoes too.

                          The shoes

Of a fisher of men,

                             about

To pour forth

From his high waders

A New Heaven

For what it is worth

On a New Earth:

                   a step up

In vibration.

                    Until then

Let us act together

To stop the seeming 'them' in their tracks

With the help of legions, gathering

Who have our backs

By being in alignment with

Our mutual Source's wishes

For a people - fractals, really -

                               operating

Their essentially illusory lives

                          (built up

Out of geometry)

                        with and by

Free will

(also known as free moral agency)

                to learn lessons from

The Play that we are all in

To take back with them

In order to enrich

the Life of The One

                        in Whom

We live and move and have our Being;

Some of us with the role

For the Whole

Of Golden Retrievers

Of the Parts of Ourselves

Delayed, or missing;

                        caught up

In the brambles of the setting,

                            the -

                 as I say -

Illusion

To catch the conscience even

Of a king.

                       Or even the King

Of which We are all a Part.

Come out, come out. 

It really is better for you

in the Light.

                   And Us, too.

               All

         Together

Once again.

Different only

In degree

Of ascendency

At any given

Time

Of the Eternal Now.

Catch on??

Oh well.

You have all the time

In the world

Which is coming to an End 

As we speak;

                         at least

On this level.

See you.

Or not.

If not now:

Next Round of Time around.

For you will Heel.

It is in The Plan.

                Perhaps

For You

The hardest lesson

Of them all

For our own 

Mutual

Good:

        to act

Together

In perfect Unity

As the One

We Are

Essentially.

Experiencing itself

In a false Reality.

False; for not being

An intrinsic Part

Of Eternity

As are We; to say

Our Higher Selves.

Which are, as well,

Multidimensional

As well as Multiple,

     group souled.

But all that

Is another story

With many acts;

Which we are coming to -

                 as I say -

As we speak

As this Time

Unfolds

To its climax. 

And please let the larger Play begin -

                              the Play

In God's great heavens

                    going by

                        one

                          by one

                             to the One.

Our lasting Legacy

          with a name

We dare not speak.

Yet.  

           For fear

Of casting a hex

On our performance?

No.  

 Because we have not yet earned the right       

    To speak it aloud

To our crowd

Of golden daffodils

Swaying, in unison, on a high hill

Overlooking an endless, pacific sea

When the We become I.

Metamorphosed.  Like a butterfly.

And we all sing in key:

Praise BE.

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