The Winds of Time

 

The winds of time

shatter all thoughts in the night;

and the days of yore

come back to haunt you;

or was it the longings for more?

 

You are not lost to time -

time flies past you as you stand your ground,

ever moving

ever straining,

against the wings of the dove.

You must travel inward

to the heart of love.

You Must journey onward

to where others dare not to tread

for their hearts are not so empty

as yours

Their hearts are full

of their fears and their dreads,

their lies and their hopes

that seem to be so easily dashed,

You, dear one,

now come with an empty heart;

a heart that can be filled

with the Spirit's love'

a heart that can be filled

with the earth-bound song

of the falling leaves,

the falling snow and rain,

the crackling fire,

the driving wind,

as well as the celestial song

of angels all around

 

You are now traveling

on the winds of time.

these winds blow irrespective

of others' directions -

no attention given

to the ways of the world.

 

You are the light

You are the dark.

You are the infinite void of all creation.

And there you remain,

peering into the time-full world,

and wondering how it all

could possibly make sense.

You stand still in these winds of time,

for you are all time.

You are all space

and all of infinity.

 

Stand still in the winds of time

Know your love.

Know your self.

Now you must come to truly see

where you stand -

to know your place in the universe.

You will see that your place

is not in this physical world

where your body resides

Your place

is standing in your empty heart

receiving God.

 

 

 

 

written by Alan Seale