Poetry In A New Paradigm: Time Travellers
A Stream of Consciousness Poem
We all come from Prime Source, God Source,
Divine Light, Divine Love, Divine Bliss,
through states of ‘Being’, sublime states,
states ‘etheric’ and ‘subtly dense’-
through many Sequential/Simultaneous
Moving Moments of Multi-Directional,
Multi-Dimensional ‘Tunnels of Time’…
We travel to Worlds such as this,
this Planet of dense physicality,
this ‘Living Museum and Library’,
this bio-diverse and resource-rich ‘Earth’,
this small gem in a vast Multi-Verse…
Each Soul Journey has an ‘Agenda’
though we pass through Ethereal Veils
of confusing Forgetfulness here,
here where we ‘gather Experiences’…
Though some ‘Return to Remembrance’
of their True Nature and Timeless State
before their ‘Death’, many others wait
their own passing through ‘Life’s Sacred Gate’…
We live in a Realm of Duality
with many a Created Reality-
Collective and Individual Realities…
We move our Heart, our Mind, our Body
through ‘Life’s Process of Constant Change’
gathering Experiences as we go-
Experiences wondrous and strange,
Experiences we already know,
Processing as we go…
We gather Life’s Information,
Experiment to See What Works
for Collective and Personal Agendas
of Life’s Creative, Ingenious Growth…
We come to eventually Value
the Transformative ‘Gold’ of ‘Wisdom’,
the ‘Silver’ of ‘Progressive Understanding’,
and the ‘Copper’ of Cumulative ‘Common Sense’-
that ‘Inner Metal’ of Instinct and Intuition
when ‘In Danger’ comes to our Defence,
when ‘In Practical Use’ simply ‘Makes Sense’…
We live Lives short and long
exploring Spectrums of Thoughts and Actions,
exploring Spectrums of Awareness
ranging between Weak and Strong…
Sooner or later, we Return to our Source-
Prime Source, God Source, our ‘Heaven’,
our True Nature and True Home-
dropping our Veils of Forgetfulness,
Remembering our Ways Back Home-
Back to All Our Beginnings
where Nothing Is Separate, Alone, Apart…
Then God Asks A Simple Question.
Do We Wish To Stay or Continue On-
‘Stay Home’ or ‘Get A Fresh Start
On To New Adventures’
in a vast Multi-Verse to roam…
We’re All Essentially Time-Travellers
Going To and From Our Home…
September 3, 2021
Shelley Wilson
Flowerpoet 