The human radio-receivers move with the flow,
by Edward Durand
The eagle bears the water from the moon,
And the sun, moon and star
Are relationships with the universe.
All are eternal children
Who smile and frown with innocence,
They don't know that they know but they know.
The mystery play of life goes on,
As archetypal symmetry becomes flesh.
The third eye opens, framed in form divine,
Shri Jesus, Mary, Joseph, man-ifest trinity.
All are of the divine family,
But do not see the crowns in their hearts.
The flow-er of life grows through suffering and hope,
Martyred to ascend through us.
The rattle-snake cuts the Gordian knot,
No more ties that bind.
The path of least resistance is a lamb springing inside.
Behold a white horse, no rider but the word.
Every blade of grass is a temple spire
That receives the divine radio signal.
All centres of expression for the universal will
Will see the divine in each human soul.
Go gently into the good knight,
No longer fastened to a dying animal,
But dead to self to rise anew.
Lapis Lazarus reflects the blue and gold,
Already with thee, the reed bends with the flow.
The glands bleed for the martyr,
The non-linear pineal.
Sophia descends like a dove from within,
The gates of the garden wait for Godot.
The sun rises over New Jerusalem,
The double cross unites
With the Mary-rings of the sea,
And all the yesterdays and tomorrows of today
Become one moment outside of time.
Beyond the illusion of duality is unity,
Spun on the threadless web of the fates.
Strength opens the mouth of the lion,
And the school of fish turn as one,
Into the vesica pisces.
The celestial court is in session,
No more shall darkness prevail.
The three eyes gnow no bounds.
The lion shall lie down with the lamb.
The force drives the spark through the matrix,
Into the stream that nourishes the tree
That has a staff inside it
For the carpenter to reveal.
Free my people to make their wings,
The time of the quickening is upon us.
Thought becomes speech
Which waves through the air
To share the harmonics of truth.
Beyond the masks of mind
The real eyes synergise,
And the day sees itself with pristine sight,
No more shall shadows cloud the light,
The children can return home as one.
Nor lament disincarnation,
As fallen leaves nourish the soil,
And the tree can blossom, evolving to light,
Into the mind of the infinite.
Children shall play in the inner garden,
'Thou shalt' writ over their gate,
And hopes and desires are free from their briars,
No chains of pride inside.
Helios gives birth to the winged messenger,
Who unites with the planet of love,
And Gaia is born, a balanced form,
To evolve the creation in growth.
Earth is the star of David,
The Christ-all biosphere.
The daughter of the goddess and the son of the god
Conceive the future of wo-mankind.
The three are really one,
All is a relationship
With another set of processes
Through the universal octave.
Nature dances on,
Flowing through space and time,
By the power of the ratios,
Round the galactic host.
The stars spin out their cosmic drama,
The inner mythic path is trod,
And the blocks are freed to flow into one,
One plus one is one.