Jasper Stairway

She perched on the jasper stairway to heaven

witnessing a new star being born – evolving,

brilliant, glittering outward, innocence and,

soon to be one with the universe everlasting.

Time passes as the new star develops and emerges,

revolving around and throughout the galaxy,

gleaning the knowledge of maturity and truth,

experiencing the spirit of oneness with all.

Suddenly the brightness begins to diminish and die,

the dark side of its’ moon contaminating the light,

eroding its’ spirit, soul and new found life,

and with a violent convulsion the star implodes.

All has been ripped asunder and scattered,

fragments continuously drifting aimlessly in space,

whispers commence to echo throughout the ether,

but barely heard by the maze of confusion.

My star, my child, I exist and this is what you seek,

I am your grace, forever and above all else,

gather together your remaining fragments of self,

it is time to return to Me and to life eternal.

Christine Martin

August 23, 1996