@theprestonpoet

8 months ago

Thank you Pam and Magenta 🙏. Here's the poem I was gifted as you spoke. We take our place beside you at the fire of Love, The Ancient Ones start to awaken from their timeless slumber, 'It is time,' the Wise One says, 'For those with hearts wide open to hear a new type of music in their souls.' With a flick of Her divine wrist, She flashes Her crystal wand across the universe, Angelic choirs rise from the depths of the heavenly oceans and start to sing the chorus of eternity, The planets hum to the sacred melody, Even Grandfather Sun dusts down his ancient drum and unleashes the rhythm of infinity, To human ears and minds this virgin song sounds so beautiful and fresh, And yet, in conscious hearts, Her tune is so gloriously familiar, Like a golden river flowing down the sacred mountain, It is the sign the Indigenous wisdom keepers have been waiting for, The coming of the Pachakuti, The end of the old world, The seeding of a new dawn for humanity, A deep knowing rises from within those who are ready, The collective expansion of consciousness, A quantum remembering of the Divine Masterplan, With another swish of Their crystal wands, the Wise Ones open the gateway to the higher dimensions and in turn launch a brand new frequency of love, The celestial ship catches the Divine wind and sails effortlessly across the galaxies, Jupiter glimpses across the heavens and catches Venus's eye, Venus blushes and reaches out her tender hand to the teacher star, The galaxies start to dance as one, As Saturn serenades Pisces the seas of time seem to dissolve, Beauty beyond our wildest dreams, The edges of the universe stand and applaud a majesty witnessed only by those who look from the eyes of the heart, As if All That Ever Was has struck Her giant tuning fork against the ancient gongs of Atlantian and Lemurian times, And awoken the Great Lineages of the cosmos, The Nines were right all along, And so were the Inka and the Mayans, Pachamama gasps in awe and nudges Grandmother Moon, 'By Jove, they did it,' she says. They waltz to the sweet harmony of the universe, The gulf of the Great River of consciousness widens, It's banks burst open to allow the Jupitarians to sail beyond the thresholds of time and space, As the wellspring of Love and miracles fills the empty void, The mermaids leap beside the dream arc, The unicorns prance, The fairies euphoric in their flutter, While the mystics dance, The pathways now betwixed, The Ancient Ones return to the circle, They thank the stars but know this is just the beginning, We take our place beside you at the fire of Love. ❤ #theprestonpoet

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