Starship Dream

I dream the earth is a starship fueled by
love, quite simply. Beneath fear this dark night,
lulled to forget our hidden central core.
Separation illusion-schemes don’t fly.

How do we wake ourselves, wake each other?
How do we call the hated parts brother?
How do we reconcile what’s been denied?
Well, I’ve released the good life, my ‘druthers

like a bark at the full moon, pure romance.
Eyes open, find compassion for the trance.
We decide what we worship, co-create
reality, we integrate our dance.

Our joy together breath’s abounding swell
sings in our new earth, shattering the spell.
We hold deep space for these emerging souls.
We’re midwives, we have chosen our time well.

So here we go! Now let’s hold hands; the ride
is such a thrill! Like squeezing through a tight
canal, with no clue where our journey leads
we’re spiritual action streaming live.

Inspired by: Bark, Central, Decide and Worship.

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Victoria Stuart

I'm a poet, philosopher and inner seeker. A giver, lover and a healer who studies the heart.

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