Reason for Changing Seasons

I have learned the world is a mirror, what we do to others returns. We are at a point in time where each person makes a choice for the world we wish to create. We change with the seasons or we deny change. The environmental crisis is a mirror to the crisis in humanity who have lost their connection to their true nature. When they find it, healing will occur as we discover unity again. We will see the reason in the changing seasons.

NO REASON FOR CHANGING SEASONS

I do not follow the written word,
I am the written word,
For on the leaves of inspiration,
The tree of knowledge,
Branches out,
To touch the lives of others.

My friend,
It is not you only,
For you know not what you do,
You know not the damage,
You inflict,
Silence is the stick,
That you use,
To beat those who love you,
Away from your door,
For the doorway,
Is darkened,
The mood is stealth,
This way of being,
Does not bode well,
For spiritual health.

Are you thinking?
Are you sinking?
Into the quick sand,
For you are quick to understand,
You are quick to see,
The object of desire,
As you flee.

But remember a universal truth,
For what you put out,
Comes back,
Like an arrow,
Right on target,
It will not miss,
Unless you listen,
For I have come with the message,
I have come with the word,
It hides in the shyness of truth,
Have you heard,
My voice in the silence?

I feel your actions,
In the actions of the world,
I feel the violence,
In the wall of fear,
Which is the tower of your own making,
It is towering over the clouds of clarity,
It is unstable,
It is unable to see,
The wood for the trees,
But do you feel the breeze?
As I rustle your hair,
Do you feel the tickle,
Of my giggle,
As you see the humour in this song,
I was not wrong,
To come to you,
And you will arrive,
For there is only one destination,
There is only one nation,
In this state.

But the tides are turning,
The waves are lifting,
The tsunami is building its character,
It is building up in this storm,
Where each person has to choose,
Or lose their way in sight,
For it is the darkest of nights,
The night of the soul,
For which we are preparing,
For which we are separating,
Like the seas,
Like Moses,
Like Jesus,
Lao Tzu,
They have all come to help you,
To show you home truths,
For home is where we go,
It is into the horizon,
Of enlightenment,
It is a new journey,
It is a new learning,
For which I was sent to you.