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Apr 2020
The mystical awareness has finally arrived,
I see the sky awaken and show its clouds,
The birds are flying in their wonderful patterns,
With everything, I'm finally feeling so alive.

The ancient stone has been pushed over by angels,
Revealing the cave filled with the best possibilities,
I hear them singing and crying in mysterious ways,
My path is enlightened and illuminated for me to see.

My body no longer aches and is no longer in pain,
Eyes that were once darkened now begin to see,
I reach for the heavens that were once unattainable,
My hands are touched and electrified with the grasp.

For what does a man who is lost now know to discover?
The map is strewn with the paths of the righteousness,
A temple enormous and lit withmulti-colored lights,
Now beckons me to enter and step up to share all the glory.

My spirit soars and discards the worn and tired body,
The others shout out and rush to me with hearts aglow,  
An intense desire to enter into this incredible community,
Will not be halted or left unanswered now that it's time.
Written by
Carl Gene Hardwick  65/M/Arizona
(65/M/Arizona)   
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