golden souls

many golden souls. . . .

come through the early morning sunbeams. . . .

to awaken. . . .

my remembering. . . .

the dreaming lesson. . . .

of last night’s slumber. . .

magdalana stands before us. . .

the room is small. . . .

cross beams are trees. . . .

and windows so luminous. . . .

i must close my eyes to see myself. . . .

my creator. . . . .

required me to come to you. . . .

please. . . .

all of you . . . .       

 listen. . . .

you have no sin. . . .

you are. . . . .

as i am. . . .

and we are infinite

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~ by francleablunt on October 23, 2009.

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