A Key
Golden drops of universe hanging in the air
Colored staglets shooting powered, from wish and prayer
There’s A million sets of eyes not looking at you
Do they wait here for direction on what to do?
There’s fairies and Angels fluttering around
There is no time, there is no rush, lovely is the sound
As far as immenation here, there’s rippled water on the beach
Feel the sound of waves beyond touch ,beyond reach
A man’s brown hat is sitting on a rock there froze in time
When he left this dimension he had not his hat in mind
Underment before words is what shows the way
What you know to be the truth lies in no tomorrow or today
The light is our conductor, carried by me or you
It shows the knowledge of the path, the way of what to do
An igniting flush of wishes, the power of love activated then
Looking as far as one can see there is no end
Going past the flags of understanding
Listening to your minds demanding
In a place is what you see, not what is be
This is a vision of the mind, it is not fantasy
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