I woke to the words…
“You are an illusion.”
Thoughts about being just a hologram;
a dream, vision or what?
Be real to the illusion
and do I disappear?
eyes and mind wide open
with the giggling from the inner child
to the game we call life
dancing with the experiences
decisions and second thoughts of doubt
Been called an angel
perhaps that is all I am
the illusion of light of love
Assisting others here
And then move on
Delighting in the dreams living. ~jh
{via too funky divas/fb}
Enter the room of Innocence
where you are pure and wild;
imagination and inspirations breathe
while dancing with the stars of brilliance;
sipping slowly the truth of your existence;
purpose, trust and Divine
mingle in your mind
like heartbeats and soul
Questioning nothing
as you are the Love you really be
the rat race of material and needs
have no space or desire..
You are the raindrops and music notes
expressed, rippling through the universe.
The atom of true love is all you be
here… you are HOME
here… you are abundance
here… you are infinite
You are Love. ~jh
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