I had a dream,
A dream so profound
That written words could not express it,
No verbal language could convey it,
This dream spoke in music, it played out in light,
It flickered and danced in emotional tremors
That originated from a source beyond the heart.
It manifested within me but not of me
And hovered freely beyond me.
Elusive, I tried to grasp its full meaning,
But could only see it when I closed my eyes,
I could only feel it, when I let it go.
The dream had wings and I felt
The rush of air as it lifted me.
We were as we were meant to be –
Released from the heavy chains of our humanity,
Risen above the petty materialism and power struggles
That we once thought defined us.
We had relinquished the ironies of our need for separation from others
That wrestled constantly with our deepest yearning for belonging and unity,
We had softened into our connection with the Earth
And felt her heartbeat as our own,
We had begun to tread more tenderly upon the face of
The one who sustains us,
And remembered again,
To honour the beauty that she held up in her mirror.
Our recognition grew in the knowing that what we saw in our world
Was but a reflection of what we held inside,
Of Who we truly are,
And that the choice between fear and love was our very own,
Not the whim of a distant God.
In this moment, we had grown wings,
And through the very lightness of our awakening….
We had reached beyond our human limitations
And soared free.