Drifting thought
Thought drifting on a cloud,
Heard, but not spoke aloud
In the shifting drifting sleep,
That’s wide awake internal deep
The golden light to hold
Of visions to unfold
Hollow breath relaxed to ease
Followed rhythm, living breaths
Within all treasure, to reflect
Wallows in the gift of breath
Eternal moments free to be
Unshackled from, all I call me
Here, in the Golden dream
Beyond belief and Human schemes
Some yet born will find and know
As ancients found and lived to show
Eternal moments of pure being
Pure Joy no secret, felt and seen
Here, In transparent beings light
Where all fear and doubt take flight
Spirit moves and lifts and shifts
Enfolded in its own elating bliss
Free for all, yet who will know
Capacity here, for all to go
Here, between the lines
That that is, is. Belief will find
I am the shifting sands and waves
The wind is breath accepted, gave
Evolution, as by command
Quantum God, as all is planned
Perfection above and beyond
Living Earth
Universe
Spirit