A Quiet Wind Sets Upon Earth

A quiet wind sets upon earth,
As if "stillness" itself is here.
All step forward,
Thru a portal of sorts.
Birds chirping more.
A way for earth to talk.

The Vision "Gels"

Simple lights become brighter,
As if any inkling of the good stands up.
Case upon case of miracles openly shared.
Sparks, sparks, more sparks.
Pillars of new creation being set.
The vision "gels."

And Each Wave Holds a Message

The way is easy if you know it,
Marked easily and bright,
Electric in a way,
As if polarity mattered,
When all is balanced,
And each wave holds a message.

The New Realm Shines Thru

Many seers open others' eyes,
As readers of earth come forward,
Can we actually leap ahead a millenia if many saw it so?
Peaceful earth. Peaceful earth.
The noise dims.
The new realm shines thru.

A Wandering Of the Mind To a Peaceful Place

A wandering of the mind to a peaceful place,
Quiet clear, deep,
As if a well-spring of great good lived there,
As if earth opened a higher part of itself,
With a kind of cosmic-light hum,
Like an inter-world place.

A Kind of "Glow" Everywhere

When you can look into other worlds, what will you see?
Perhaps a kind of "you,"
Of angel "light flesh,"
Talking in energy "spindles,"
Knowing that we've met before,
A kind of "glow" everywhere."

Wild Possibilities If You Will

Look upon the inner "yes,"
As if miracles wait just for your nod.
Perhaps the lightning-bridge is ready now.
A few steps of stone,
Upon a star-gate perch.
Wild possibilities if you will.

Collective Visions Gather

Many places seem out of place,
Like vistages of ancient bureaucracy.
Wishes grow bolder and bigger,
As if the realization of creative breath enters awareness.
Collective visions gather,
As new earth breathes now. 

As All Earth-Life Steps Inside the Circle

The outer reaches seem near now, no?
As if the higher the vibe, the closer all gets.
Portal-people walk openly about,
Living passagesways to higher realms.
A "grandness" exceeds all expectations,
As all earth-life steps inside the circle.

As If Carrying a Happiness Thought-Wave

A kind of feeling really something good around the corner,
As if looking forward to a happy trip.
Bubbles of "goodness" around people.
As if an "immune system" of sorts holds up a shield.
The air smells fresher,
As if carrying a happiness thought-wave.

As Keepers Of the Light Are Peace-Bells Now

Endless weary begins to end.
Flowers come alive in unexpected places.
Awareness of birdsong lifts many.
The earth-glow sparks alive.
Off-planet "angels" many,
As keepers of the light are peace-bells now.