This poem is about the soul being born in eternality and not in time. If we go beyond the mundane,and reach within we can find that we are a part of what has created all things,past,present,and future. A grand schematic beyond, human imagination.
Like the fruit,
Bearing tree,
I bow down,
With the gems,
Of Heart Wisdom,
To my equals,
Ego-less,
Walking the shimmering,
Gold and Diamond-Lighted,
Paths of God-Reality,
Full of Love/Joy/Wisdom,
Founded in Light and Eternity,
The Journey begun before all sense,
Of … TIME.
Currently there are no comments related to "THE Bearing Tree". You have a special honor to be the first commenter. Thanks!
Welcome to Authspot, the spot for creative writing.
Read some stories and poems, and be sure to subscribe to our feed!
