For those who slip easily into the Imaginal or would like a little encouragement, this one’s for you....
Again, an old song poem revisited and revised.
Golden Light
Alchemists, poets and painters engineering soul makers believing, receiving perceiving what’s conceived transmitting thought in through flesh and bone
we are the Philosophers’ Stone
Power stations we are
action stations everybody
welcome to the dream universe
virgin territory
Advance through focus of attention
on feeling tones and connections
in rhythms of colour and motion a dewdrop or an ocean made in the image of kingdoms within
quick open the windows let the sunshine in
And by the way, there is no outside...
Mind moves matter only fear to fear meet yourself in present tense
get there from here
Forgive yourself to begin
drop the desire to win create space for a higher learning
there’s a place at the table you are deserving
Released love returns to you embrace the grace of being like you’re supposed to do in the age of enlightenment blow that horn your beauty is as startling as golden light
on summer fields of corn
© Anne Beverly Brown