Peace Is Dawning Our True Nature On Time

Find the missing peace and you will discover freedom, this is the meaning of birth-day.

PEACE IS OUR TRUE NATURE

Peace is Our True Nature,
For when it is true,
It is our nature to plant seeds for good,
To see the trees are the woods,
For I am you,
And you are me,
When you see your reflection in me,
I can see my reflection in you,
The pond becomes the spring stream,
Joining confluence to find the one vast ocean,
Endlessly bustles with renewable life.

We flow gently on slip streams,
Letting go of obstacles allowing ourselves to be carried,
Not rushed or hurried,
We surrender to forces out of our hands,
And allow horses for courses,
As we understand,
The winds of change,
May appear strange,
As change is blowing us in a new direction,
Beyond conception.

Nature is interconnected,
It is intimate and all knowing,
It is conscious and all flowing,
The sum of the parts is the greater whole,
A magnificient matrix harnessing free energy,
Is the zero point catalysing synergy,
From the one breath.

Humanity is separation,
It is interrogation,
Configuration,
Instigation,
Evaluation,
For the one hand doesn’t know what the other is doing,
The matrix forms lines of control,
Circuit breakers,
Boundaries and borders,
Re-order where freedom used to rein,
Blame and shame where freedom was the terrain,
To find the greater whole has not known the sum of the parts,
As many humans played parts,
Afraid of nature outside of art,
Building walls to keep death out,
Building great halls to keep wealth in,
Erecting great monoliths as tributes to achievement,
Partitioning lands with deeds that divide and conquer,
Inventing laws to capture,
Unable to see the captions of writing on the walls,
That build up behind pent up dams,
To worship human endeavour as clever,
And exhibiting monoliths outside stone henges.

Humans became lost in thought,
Unable to feel what we bought,
Miracles became fantasy and sci-fi’s,
Separating space and time was the hi fives,
Labelling thought as fact,
And love as en-act-ment,
As needs and wants merged into the mirage,
As self interest drove demand as a collage,
As houses became storage units,
And units measured all we consume infinitem,
To find all consuming passions,
Never satisfied our true nature,
As rations replaced limits to growth.

We lost sight of our sweet nature,
Living to give,
Singing to feel,
Loving to heal,
Shining to no longer conceal,
Seeing beauty as the sacred seal,
Depth as metaphor in surreal,
Holding community lovingly in our arms,
As alms were the silent mantras of peace,
Kind thoughts as rose petals weaving magic carpets,
As our nature scatters life with celebration,
Fireworks displays of new ideas for all to see,
Meeting life in gratitude as a new attitude,
A higher altitude to oversee the holy see has no religion,
Bringing abundance and acceptance to the table for all,
No matter caste, creed, colour or class,
For the call of freedom’s is the net that is cast,
The hearts voice that lasts,
Re-setting symmetry and balance,
Selecting spindles that weave new tapestries to counter balance,
The grace of delicate lace,
The softest weaves of golden leaves,
Loose looms,
Looming larger than life,
As the fragile butterfly expands from the cocoon,
Flutters into a new light,
Frogs maintain regular temperatures,
The corals flourish, flower and sway in tides,
As human kind finds balance confides,
As the fever breaks down fragile banks,
Reemerging great lakes of liquidity,
As the earth regenerates a new generation giving credit,
Where credit is due,
As attitudes of gratitude are golden threads
weaving chaos into a harmonic concordance,
Principles in discordia,
Serious musings into laughter and dis-order,
Kissing the Philosopher’s Stone was no longer blarney,
To find the gold is in the warm home,
For we are not alone,
As the story of humanity traces its silver lining,
Blossoming in the contextual field shimmering,
To find the lotus flower is opening,
For this is the hour Our True Nature is dawning
within space on time.