[i]And when the backward motion of a star
Appears in the western sky
Then time it is to let go of
Those things that no longer serve
New beginnings lift our hearts
Our minds with understanding
Spirit brings forth our next thing
As into glorious LIght we go....[/i]
A great man once did say
Let the dead bury the dead
Words spoken long ago
But the wisdom contained therein
Lingers on perpetually
Think on them if you will
And see the knowledge there
All you have done
Can now be left behind
Those things that made you feel bad
Those things that others did to harm
Wisps of nothingness
Blown away
Like bubbles in the air
Serendipity
Some of you will treasure them
All the things you thought so wrong
Make them right
Love them all
This called serendipity
Yet some will still insist
On making wrong so wrong
They the ones living in despair
So much negativity
Breeding dis-ease inside themselves
Then wonder at they do
Such illness cometh through
Created by...guess who...
Look into the mirror you will see
The one looking back at you
Aa different tune
The Wheel turns round and round
Gathering moss sometimes
But brings it back those misdeeds
Perpetrated by yourself
Law in motion without surcease
Love it all
The Master says
Change the quality
Then march you to a different tune
and so it is....
[i]And when the backward motion of a star
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