We Are One We Are Home

I feel the highest voice tonight. Unity sees no religion, sees no gender, sees no position, sees no colour, sees no division at all. For when the colours come together, there is only enlightenment. This is what is known as going home. That is where we are all going. I am learning this with you.

ONE

How can I tell you that we are one,
That we are one breath,
One love,
One beat,
One heat,
Burning and blending
For the universe to see,
Bright and luminous,
We are essentially free.

Researching the world,
I see angry words of division,
Nation-states the ultimate racism,
Natural selection,
Nature painted your face,
Not as a point of distinction,
Maximising efficiency,
Unconscious of north south extinction,
Optimising self sufficiency,
Brinkmanship fears dependency.

Abundance was the garden,
Eden was your bargain,
Your fall has been blamed on another,
Since eternity you surrendered your power,
That was given in the creation of love,
Not from above or below,
From within there is no sin,
When you listen,
Uncover your shroud of turin,
The remnants of the truth,
Shattered into mythology,
Spirituality became ideology,
Within righteousness are you all right.

Unity is blind to colour or tone,
Holy communion is love alone,
Faith tipped from the cup of cola,
Into the petrie dish of corporate culture,
Your survival is pinned to the badge of greed,
80% of the world bleeds,
bad seeds after good,
genetically modified obsolescence,
yield deserts and spasmodic stock market prices,
third world debt has come to blight us,
colonisers in suits preying on cheap energy,
no synergy or inspiration,
only bottom lines and exploitation,
cloaked in industrial averages,
choked in the lust of savages,
where survival of the fittest is the creed,
where feeling is conceived as the bleeding heart,
delivered as motherhood statements,
alas the statement of motherhood is the last salvation,
nestled at the breast of the next generation.

stunted growth,
satellite television bloated,
sinking boat of electronic stimulation,
playing games of violent simulation,
without question,
or feasibility,
we forgot our responsibility,
our power is cut off,
from the source of integrity,
the lines of communication,
serendipidity plunges,
character crumbles,
money talks because we have nothing to say,
as our truth slowly slips away,
the Self betrayed.

we listen to the gossip,
as gospel truth,
but it is dripping with cynicism,
and self absorption,
packaged in ego distortion,
denial keeps the truth at bay,
we hide in the cave of our own making,
thick walls,
safety in numbers,
but the walls crash,
the truth thunders and breaks through the illusion,
on the shelf in the company of endless lies,
the environment stigmatised and discarded,
and we realise the house of cards,
is the game of deceit.

The grasping stops,
we are still at last,
in deep reflection,
the future becomes the past,
the meek inherit the new world,
where love is the answer,
nature’s fever breaks,
the healing of the womb embraced,
produces the traces of new life,
a new way of thinking,
a new way of being,
a new way of creating,
the new world is waiting,
for you to surrender and be peace,
trust in the eco-system,
as your voice echoes to the ends of the earth,
we witness our re-birth,
in the light of fun,
we realise that
we are one.