Journeys with the Divine Feminine
...you are the only one who can sail this ship Home.
The light incinerated my eyes as the pictures and movie clips rushed by so rapidly that I could not make out any single frame.
Artwork by Lisa Iris Some people are waiting for inspiration.Where did it go?Seems the muse has vanishedFor reasons unknown.Perhaps she left the worldSo that you could find herIn your very blood and bones.No more waiting to inhaleThe poem,The song,The dance.Be That Which You Are!Release the SoulAnd Her brazen nuance,Let Her goAnd be the Renaissance.© Em Meyer
It is not the world that is ending,But the end will come soonTo the interferenceBetweenCreator and created,This thing called space and time.It is not that we will die,But the deathOf all that we called "life"Will power the blossomsThrough withering vines ofHabitual fear,And all thingsShall be made clear.To those who have always known,Stay.Stay for the beautyThe … Continue reading Space and Time