Poem from Don Lax, shared by Amber Lightfoot
It may be time to fly now with me into this golden sky of beauty
Where we could celebrate the freedom of our condition
Dancing with the radiance of existence to sing
The song of our souls in harmony.
I always knew this was a possibility
That one day you would hear me in the wind
And realize we’ve been calling to each other forever
As our souls remember themselves we become the portal of union.
In this waking dream of reality our wingtips are touching and together
We rise into the magnificence of a universe full of miracles
Manifesting the divine desires of angelic passion
In fractal spirals of endless creativity.
Can you taste the nectar
Of the flower at the top of the tree
Growing on the emerald mountain of infinite compassion
While we make the music of magic for the sake of all beings everywhere.
