On Celebrating
You've had long enough
To play at the Game
Of separation -
of seeming
Separation. It's time
To move on
and out
Of this state
Of corruption.
And if you don't want to -
are enjoying
The Play
too much
To give it up -
tough.
We have other,
Higher work to do
Than dawdle here
Any longer
at the bottom
Of our potential
as sons
and daughters
Of our Creator
Source.
Very gods ourselves
In the making
subject to
Our awakening
process
to the Whole
Of which we are
A part
and a vital
Part at that.
So, come. Prepare
Not for war
But for life
Everlasting.
It beckons
just on
the horizon
Of our making
it so
at last
As the cast
Of a larger Play
than we
have ever
dreamt of
Before.
We are too large for life
As we have known it
Anymore.
Let us
inherit It
And gladly
- as gladly
as we
have played
in the fields
Of our making
dawdling
away
Our precious lives
In children's games.
Make
No mistake:
It is time
to inherit
Our maturity
because
it is
That Time
On a larger scale
Is all
as we
Ascend
And together,
Now, doesn't that
Seem like fun?
To become
One
Again?
Surely
You can grok that
sufficiently
to appreciate
It.
It has been beckoning
You
All along
For a long
Long time.
And now
That longtime wait
Is over. It's time for
The Real Thing -
time
To celebrate.
Woo-hoo!
- when you
Get used to it:
the Idea
having become
The Reality.
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