Light Sitting in Night

 


The whole opportunity, 

sitting in the dark being light. 

Looking into space seeing time. 

Bringing forth thy vision imagining kind. 

Producing my sweet fruit.

 brought from my beautiful mind. 

In play, sowing tilling being

pretending I am whole.

strengthening the source of the one. 

Night to light, thought to shape, wish to form.

I hold calm, craft flame, carry song

my path smiles open, my crown says on.

The whole opportunity sits in night living light.

I look into space and watch time breathe,

a quiet clock in the chest of sky.

I bring forth my vision, kind and clear,

images that rise like yeast in bread

tasty sweet harvest pouring into vine,

brought from my beautiful mind.

In play I sow, I till, I be

pretending I am whole, I wear that truth

like loving on skin,

strengthening the Source of the One.

I move being calm, I move being shine,

seeds grow into form,

hearing the field my spirit answers,

I am whole, I grow, I know.
















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