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The Dream Where a Blue Feather Landed
In the middle of the dream a massive cavern appeared
At the end of which was a crystalline window beautiful in the distance.
I slowly moved towards the inviting light, tentatively tasting of its sweet
Ever mindful of the siren call of past visions recorded in earth history.
There was a light reflecting on the sides of the cavern, strikingly rich in silver
At the top of which shone a signal, that here was more then the normal star.
Moving closer the night outside was illuminated by an otherwordly sparkle
An open widow revealed silent nature, eerily waiting for a sound of contact.
Then, a tendril of thought, like a visible trail of sunshine
came through the sparkle
Searching for a responsive attention, ready to answer if questioned.
And my mind probed back, asked in similar stead -
what are you -who are you -why are you?
The sunshine answered smooth and with infinite love,
I am that what has spoken to the soul that is you,
and brought this moment into…