May you rise

A Heart of Love knows not to compare
'nor differentiates in any way,
as Love is as Love does
making only Love every day.

With wonder and with cosmic awe,
thus we write with such a pen,
jammed into the vibration,
and write again and again,
of what our muse does sing,
that bliss is much more then fame can ever bring.

Thus these words are writ not for ourselves, 'nor wit,
but to venerate every single one.
Our words shine like light from a heavenly Sun,
or like the Moon beam that comes at night
to kiss their eyes filled with tears,
and by this kiss remove their fears.

In the language of astronomy,
the two ends of the Moon's elliptical orbit
are called "apogee" and "perigee."
The fullish Moon at perigee
makes the tides to rise!
Thus the Poet sings for all to realize!

With the Truth that shines on in his Heart,
he knows not right 'nor wrong!
He only chooses from Love to which we all belong
and not with dead forms and rituals,
that wounded reason may claim,
but with a living Heart which can never blame!

A revolution of the sort,
with Heart and Soul the meaning,
this is a noble goal!
May you rise to that protectorate
of those who are cut off from light
and lost in unscrupulous darkness;
rise up with your banner of Truth and Heart,
rise up and raise each and all with your noble Art!