:: Wings of My Wings ~~

Wings are made to fly
We all have wings
No one else could set us free
Except
Ourselves
To fly is like
To sing
And
To dance
To fly is like
To speak and to write our truth
To fly is like
To have brilliant ears
Hearing others’ truth
And
To hug one another
With our eyes
To fly is to be free

To fly is to have great thoughts
To fly is to have a light heart
To fly is like a genie
Who has realized the bottle is
Only an illusion
Nobody ever forced a genie to stay inside the bottle
The bottle is there by perception
Perhaps, out-dated beliefs
Something like self pity
Or Some God/Savior outside us
Died for someone else
Sins
The bottle is there by agreements
Perhaps, security
Perhaps, social conditions
Perhaps, self importance
The bottle is there simply because
The genie thought that
The bottle is more powerful than
The genie’s own mind

In this field
I shall remind you how to fly
Simple and gentle, we dance
Yes, you can
Simply allowing our spirits moving through our bodies
Yes, we all have bodies
And
Yes, we are all spirits
Even George Bush and Hitler are spirits
Yes, they can dance too
No, you don’t need to force yourself
To
Dance with them
Yes, you can if you want to

To dance is to fly
To speak our truth is to fly
To understand another truth is to fly
To love the God within more than any bottle
Is
To fly
To know who we are in essence
And
To live that truth
Is
To grow our wings and to fly beyond all conditions

Remember
That ONE GREAT TRIBE
Children of the Timeless Divine
Heart of Mine
Remember
The legacy beyond the suns
Those All Seeing Eyes of Mine
The Temple Never Forgotten
Rama and P’taah
Remember
Burning Ice
The Labyrinth and the Minotaur
Star Seeds
Remember the Weavers
In
Our DNA

Daughters and Sons from
The Void
Omni Particle dancing
Spiraling, whirling
In No-Time
Noble Ones
Invisible thread
Wings of My Wings
When the Passions Were Born
To life !
I AM