WHEN THE LIGHT SPILLED IN
 
Today when the light spilled in,
I thought of Dr King . 
I know his soul
is still yet
alive here in me, 
otherwise I would not be able to see 
beyond the edge of darkness. 
The dream was shared with all who cared to hear it.  
His life affirming words arced like lightning, 
then fell 
gentle as rain
spilled into the consciousness 
of us all. 

I  stood quietly today and gave thanks for the courage, clarity and grace of Dr Martin Luther King Jr. 
Love to All, Judy






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My Journey, Our Journey-

I must succumb,

All this faffing about with words

Has made me numb

Once fear caused me to believe

This journey ends in death.

If that were true

What we think, feel, or do would have no meaning;

We would disintegrate

Like the ghost of a moth in a

Sticky web.

 

I allow the eyelids to flutter

Rhythmic breath, follows me

Into the golden internal light.

Like that vibration,

You, too are

Unending.

 

Now we travel onward into the journey of the journey of...

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