What is this dream called life?
Endless forms of shadow and light,
Accented with vivid spirituality.
Feeling as though we've lost direction,
Yet the loss is the proper path, after all.
The energy which surrounds us all.
I personify her as fate.
She,
The essence within all of us,
The divine who guides us from one moment to the next.
Often I dream I have come to the people I love,
As the light to life their spirits.
And with my eyes I convey to them - that which I see deep within them.
Yet I know not why I dream of such things.
The world is a flourishing surface of colors.
Earth and water conveyed,
Air, fire, and spirit unseen.
Restlessness of the soul calls it to sing.
Sing and shine O breathtaking beauty.
Breathe gently O spiritual glory.
We are the keepers of mysteries untold, though we hardly know.
The spirits unite to joyfully dance around the earth.
Expressing their Inner Light and shadow,
With the essence of the infinite, and beyond.
