Earth Writes Signs Upon Itself

Windows of opportunity align,
As if inviting greater, faster paths.
Cosmic idea trove opens to everyone,
As everyday people pour forth genius.
Earth writes signs upon itself,
As earth-telepathy develops.

What If Everything Is "Talking"?

Every nook lit.
A quiet calling out.
The air itself seems bright,
As if holding a living hum.
What if everything is "talking"?
In their own way.

As People Jump Time-Lines in Day-Dreams

Inner sparks fly,
Like star-light lights.
People seem confused,
As several worlds appear at once.
Time-travelers help sort out the fray,
As people jump time-lines in day-dreams.

That Perfect Health Is a Right We All Deserve

A kind of "wishing" for everyone,
That "feel into" the light,
That new joy everywhere shines thru the illusion,
That perfect health is a right we all deserve,
That windows into time be clear and harmonious,
That earth sees us as dear kin.

As If the Seeing Has a Feeling to It

A kind of "viewport" into the moment.
A kind of cosmic seeing -
Beyond, beyond, beyond.
As if the seeing has a feeling to it.
The depth of vision pulls you thru many time-lines,
As if seeing with many eyes.

As If Sensing One With Miracles At Hand

Can you just be a little more playful?
As if "toying" with things.
As if exploring more.
As if wandering just for the fun of it.
Do people seem to stare at you a bit?
As if sensing one with miracles near at hand?

Of Welcoming Us To New Earth

Many see much deeper,
As if seeing into essence itself.
Water seems different - more alive,
As if sharing a feeling,
Of great well-being,
Of welcoming us to new earth.

As New Earth Calls And Calls

The quiet thrives,
As inner worlds replace the outer.
The "look of an angel" on many a face,
As windows open to inner realms.
So many ready to take the leap,
As new earth calls and calls.

Of Peaceful New Earth

Passageways many,
As if every second step.
Tunnels to kinder realms.
Many walk from there to here,
To help hold strong the vision,
Of peaceful new earth.

A Kind of Cosmic Glitter

So many seeds planted,
Waiting for the right moment,
As if the field is saturated with light,
So other realms come out to play,
Golden specks, too,
A kind of cosmic glitter.

As an "Unseen" Beauty Comes

Mirrors fewer,
As an "unseen" beauty comes.
Time seems irrelevant,
As every moment holds its own weight.
Coils uncoil,
As filaments light up.

You Hold the Moment Open

Feeling a little dreamy?
A bit not quite fully here?
Sort of in a few places at once?
Perhaps earth needs you here and there and there.
Perhaps you move the very stones unawares.
You hold the moment open.

Columns of Light Create Cosmic Theaters

A kind of hum you may hear always,
As earth seems to "ring."
Many walk freely now,
On a different plane, a different realm.
Boxes, boxes, boxes - end.
Columns of light create cosmic theaters.

Earth Offers Paradise to Those Who Wish

Many came around the bend,
As if drawn by walking stars.
Heaven is at hand.
A bespoke heaven for each.
Wanderers open locked gateways.
Earth offers paradise to those who wish.

"Earth As Healer" Comes Forward

A sort of cosmic wind felt,
As if a galactic knowing here now.
Inner gold shared,
As if long-lost now found.
"Earth as healer" comes forward,
As earth signals cells to reset.