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I See A World
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I see a
world
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in which
source flows through us in its
fullness, |
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and
there is no separation between you
and me,
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only the
refracted beauty of Creation's
pleasure,
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and there are no outer enemies
except poverty, homelessness,
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| and loveless ness.
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| I see a world where children
are nurtured tenderly |
| like the seeds of the earth, |
| where they worship once again
outside walls,
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| among trees and groves,
beneath sun and moon, |
| as in the ancient days |
| where they call the Deity in
themselves |
| through scent of flowers, |
| through song, |
| through sacred dance, |
| through each other's eyes. |
| In such a world |
| the earth is loved as our own
bodies |
| and it is healed of the blood of ages, |
| so that nature is no longer stricken. |
| Instead daily it is revitalized by
reverence |
| and the water's diamond face is seen
again |
| and the wind that weaves its path
through lungs |
| and rock caverns is pure again. |
| And all life communes with all life. |
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| The language of trees is
remembered again |
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and the beasts
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| of land and air and
water |
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can trust their
spirits to us again. |
| In such a world there are no nations, |
| only one world |
| with beings who recognize each other
as the Self. |
| Make strong the fields of harmony
round the earth. |
| Then the long awaited vision of
Archangels |
| will come to pass, |
| the world turned right side out. |
| I see this world. |
| It can happen. |
| It can happen, if you see it too. |
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from: Singing Myself Home: Awakening To The Garden
Maria J. Andrade, ©1995 |
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