Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jun 2020
The future
be a vibrational seed
planted watered
active in the now
present in this time space reality

the birthing mother comes to you
as you set the tone in your clay body
for her to give life to your creation
as you draw her to you
by way of hum of vibration
and focus of clear sight

there be no need to go any where
she be not there
she be here
there be no where else
as all power
be all here  now
happening at once
unveiled in the breath
unfolding
becoming more
coming to you
coming to you
coming to you
Orakhal
Written by
Orakhal
80
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems