Author Archives: Cynthia
Spring Solstice March 20, 2017
March 18 2017 Workshop
Heading Home
We are always alone
When we are headed home.
Our Soul journey is prone
To being allied with a modulating tone
Which can call us home.
We are not headed for the grave;
We can instead pave
A whole new age
Of Love
Which can resurrect us from Above.
Our whole life long
Is an instrument of song
Which can never belong
Until our momentum in the light is very strong.
Be the energy that does not depart
From the holy heart.
Saying Goodbye
Saying goodbye to a friend;
It is a life that really doesn’t end;
It transmutes time
It is a rhythmn & a rhyme
It can never be defined
As a termination of time
But a simulation along our timeline.
It is a definition to contend
That we are ourselves turned back to light again!
We will never meet in this timeline again.
Goodbye, my ancient friend!
We have had quite the journey right to the end.