Colors In The Moonlight

Colors in the Moonlight

Lie Awake

And Waiting

To be discovered by the

Naked Eye

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When we were young,

We were afraid

We’d be

Found out by the Big Eye

In the Sky

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Nothing of the sort turned out to be,

When I turned inside

And began to glance the colors

That may be seen

In the Moon Light

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Though Outside World would have me see

The fine line and shapes

That roam my mind

In the sweet darkness of I,

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I knew the colors of I

That lie deep down in the

Way of the Wild

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I knew these colors would open for me,

As they have opened every time

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And I knew I would open to them,

As I have opened for them every time

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And with that bit of the vine,

I swung High,

Into myself, that I

That I Am

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We’ve heard it before

And it sounded different then

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Tell me, if this is not that….

I would not have known

To venture all by my lonesome self

Into the Unknown

That I called myself.

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Tell me, how do I

See these waves of Turquoise rolling in

And playing with the Pink dust

That settles in the space

Of No Thought?

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And yet, there am I

Still, with myself

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Noticing the colors change again.

When I see Gold,

Will I have someone to tell me what it means?

Or will I know it already,

As it is already a part

Of me

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Then there goes Green!

Straight to the Heart, is

Where I see

What is unseen.

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Oh and tell me of the archangel!

Sitting among others,

Who make it better,

All of us, bathed in Blue on

The day the clairvoyant Speaks Truth.

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Then- on a tragic day of evolution,

When worlds were splitting,

I sat down by the bowl

And purged all this Yellow.

Regaining Power

At the Solar Center

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And saying once more, calling upon Red.

“Get out! Get out! Get out!

All you anger, worry, fear and doubt….

I desire the fire

Of my inside, stable, secure,

Sexy & sensual…”

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Then- I visit with a new friend,

during the deary days’ Vision of a New Start, Fresh

As the foundling lays at dawn!

Stirring the Orange Prayer of creativity,

I draw in Our Circle

To Our Center.

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And such song betwixt the kindred spirits

Had never been heard before

By the likes of men! That day

The neighbors can thank

A color for the song that sent all their

Weary wanderings away, for awhile

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And yet furthermore, I hear Purple

Pounding on all of our doors!!

Knock, Knock

Knock, Knock, Knock

I open; I see

A funny fellow stands in the periphery

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Of Nothing, No thing, yet

White Light

in the shape of a body

Smiling and Nodding,

With no face at all, just a feeling

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I know this Light Body,

As I

Many & One Time

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Ha, Ha, Ha

I ask again:

Who am I?

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And roll my eyes,

As third I watches the

Colors in the Moonlight,

That Lie Awake

And Waiting

To be discovered by

Naked & Not-so-naked I’s