was awake before dawn with a pain in the head..
so I formed a sundial and remained on my bed..
went deep into meditation, without changing my place..
breathing rhythmically radiating blue grace..
aware their are some, intent to make us swoon..
and they build intention, with the tides and the moon..
beings who live on the moon, in darkness they stray..
using technology, intent to have it their way..
they see us a puppets, dangling on strings..
they’re hoping, we’ll never remember our wings..
but we are all angels, yet to regain our flight..
our compassion, our power, our strength and our might..
our purpos, is to undo their plan..
by reminding them that we are no ordinary man..
our seven layered liquid crystal oscillator, our heart..
contains greater intelligence than any other part..
and as we return to the heart and we stay..
forever radiating the divine azure ray..
we form a great ball of compassionate blue..
those who think they control life, are bathed in it too..
compassion unites us, knowing no separation..
we become one breath, united in meditation..
– Ann Sinclair –
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