Waiting Is: Do You Grok?

I often feel like a 'Stranger in a Strange Land' as I wait for Divine Timing's command,
A long time coming, through this vale of  fears,  Life has led me to BE here,
Waiting for Reunion from different Spheres,
With Star-based Family, and Beloved Twin...
Do you Grok?  Waiting IS!

Waiting is such a pain, while my tears fall like rain,
It's been such a struggle, such a fight,
Like a shadowed plant reaching for Light,
My lonely soul often has reached for Love,
Not quite remembering my Home above.

Do you Grok?  Can you understand,
The loneliness of a woman for a man?
And not just any man will do,
For there is only ONE,
And God created Me for You.

In the Beginning, the tale is told,
 Councils of Light, planning the earth,
Sought Volunteers to undergo blindness at birth,
A veil to be dropped,  amnesia begin,
Forgetting that LOVE is Never a Sin.

And so we fell,  Paradise became Hell,
We lost our wings, and no more heard our Soul sing,
Ego reigned supreme,  and Duality's dream kept us mired,
'Til all that was left were embers of  Divine Fire.

Blindly we searched for lifetimes untold,
Waiting for Time to slowly unfold,
Knowing Somewhere, was waiting our Other Half,
In the meantime, finding solace, laughter and Love,
While we waited for a sign from Above.

And so the Twin Flame paradigm came into being,
And many hearts broke,  for they were seeing
The Beloved with another mate,
And they wondered, was it too late?

Do you Grok?  Waiting IS!
Divine Timing nearly complete,
Hearts rejoice, at last, KNOWING  they'll meet,
Star-based Family,  Beloved Twins,
Homeward bound on gossamer wings,
And as ONE our SOUL will sing!

Be Whole

Come into the Light, little one,
You who were hurt so badly--
Come into the Light, young woman,
You who were disillusioned--
Come into the Light, young mother,
You who were abandoned--

Come into the Light, Let Love now heal,
Misperceptions are what you feel--
It isn't real!

Light now floods the secret rooms
Where Id and Ego once feared doom.
Life-long lessons have been learned,
And Karma's cords, Love now burns.

Come into the Light, parts of my soul,
Come into the Love, and Now be whole.

The Ego of ME

The Ego of ME

What is this Voice that speaks so LOUDLY,
Puffs out my chest,  and smiles so PROUDLY,
Yet fears the advent of Ascension,
And feigns a lack of Comprehension?

What is this logic that defies my heart,
Reason that laughs in the face of Love,
Intellect demanding proof,
Cynicism born of doubt and pain,
That seeks on Life's parade to rain?

EGO, ego, go away ego
I fear you no more,
Love has triumphed,
Barred the door.

Stop Talking!

Stop talking!

Oh, foolish tongue

That engages the swollen brain

In Reason's roar--

You flood the shore with words,

Unnecessarily.

Why explain what can only be understood by the Heart?

Your words convey nothing,

Are only idle chatter,

Nervous gestures

Seeking approval.

Let the reader understand,

As souls

Commune in silence.

For the pen tiptoes softly

Across the page,

Lest the Poet wakens

In a rage, 

Minds blissfully slumb'ring

In Ego's own Brilliance

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