By Eve Lorgen
I can show you a better way of dreaming.
Pray with me, as I sing.
Let our hearts weave and ring.
The heart’s power is so profound,
healing all one’s sorrows
until one is drowned
in tears of indescribable joy.
Clean white places and sheer fabrics blowing,
in the astral-karmic winds of knowing.
Bliss, warmth, freedom and peace.
“I want to stay in this place so safe.
Please don’t let me depart back so soon”, I say.
Tara answers in song
that we all must return
after being in the blissful place.
To share our joy and wisdom
to our prospective race.
” And it’s been this way for now
ages and ages upon ages.”