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Aurora poem; 27.3.13 the Spring, of your life.

--> in the Make-up, and the Meaning, in the Heart and in the Tears, there is no lesser God nor shall be. for the days are of Triumph with the sound of Horns and choirs, for the Long Night has come to its close, and the leaves begin to sing, It is the Spring, of your Life.

aurora poem 20.3.13 Companions till the end.

I gained a true heart on the long night when the arrow went straight and the target was imbued with the Qualities, of Pure Light. After all these years I am still with you, within you,   and around you, though you know so little of me, and my friends.   Companions to the end.

aurora poems 17.3.13 #1 Understanding.

in the Listening and the Chariot that is Earth. I invite you  to take part  in the Grand Design of Existence,  dreaming  of the most High  and Godly. Understanding.

aurora poems 17/3/13 #2 Making and believing

in the harmonies and the dance and the make-believing. in rain, in light. I am making   and believing   in You Creators

aurora poems 17/3/13 #3 Wonder of Day

Wonder of Day. Can I ever begin to tell you the wonders of Creation. What is before your eyes is a mirage on a   still lake wherein icy waters tumble   in depths unseen   and unheard of, and in answer to many prayers foreseen and foregone. I walk with you in the wonders of our Days together days long overdue days and days

Concepcion Day - march 21. Unity

 Soul Blue Print  Body Blue Print Unity I can see that the bell is ringing, the birds are singing and the bees are humming, the angels are flying, cherubs and all. In the untwirling and the un-chaos, in the opening and the closing, and the heart of the matter, Release, Easy, Unity. The story; What is this about; March 21 was my conception day; I did the two signatures for the coming together of the soul and the body  as Soul Blueprint and Body Blueprint. These are the drawings. they are Yin and Yang to each other. That is why they have dots in the corners. The same day  a friend Vicki Cunningham on facebook put up the photos that are so obviously the same. The poem is the words that came to me as I did the angel dance.

for Seema- Perspective

  an angel rides the wind, and in the still cavities where resides seeds and in the new dawn beginning, an angel comes down from above, and the golden seeds are spread far and wide, for the new day. One day-one Age. Perspective.

For Katie age; 27; Clear and Strong

Clear and strong. Like a tree, but bending in the  wind, and the waves are like velvet on the roaring sea, and the sun  shines down on earth, and the ancestors weep. Listen to this here too.

For Laila- A vision is extracted.

in the rise of the hills, in the score(music) of the waves, in the melting of thunder, in the love of the Rocks, a vision is extracted, of days and nights beyond time, of Joy and quietude. Listen to this here.

For Vicki, on her passing over.

The River runs through, and all the birds, and horses too. A Sun will always shine, though the day dim and the night begin, in the Hope of a new morning, coming down. At last the fields are green and the air is fresh, and all the world is magical. I breathe it, free.

On existence; as in dreaming Earth into existence.

Existence Christ consciousness Behind all activities angels are operating esp dreams. My Waratah offers this to you. My Lotus nurtures this in you. This Body of Love. Wave after wave rolls onto the shore, and the foghorns celebrate. cicadas too. The pages turn over, all in the mix , ‘cooking, all angels together, One, on your birthday, singing loudly(as in cathedral), Success (for you) is in sight, breathing. Ancestral Earth Heart emissions.

The Rising Cup. for Ivanka

Rising-  on the Wind,   in the House-  of the Sun,   in the Moment-  of the Breath,  in the Heart-  of the Love-not-Lost,  Drinking from the Cup,  of the Earth,  and Heavenly Lights, and the Angels.

I am Hope. for Johann age 77 on his passing.

in an instant the sun rises and the sun sets, it is gone. I am Hope. I reside     in the realms           of all Hearts, and I pray        for them. I am the Beginning          of all Joy. and I shall not end. Ever.   

For Victor age 2

Sailing across oceans deep and strong, and the moon  smiles. I am with you. I love you, yes.

for Charli age 2.

A song of Promise and a joy of Pride. like a flower I open and close and then my heart soars. Deep in the heart is a beautiful lake and a bird is living there, so pure.

Oh Seeker of Truth. - for Spomenka.

when the Wave clears and  A new Sun arises, and the Coming is oh so close, Hosts of Angels with surround Earth's fields and a new Chart, of the Ways will be Known. O Seeker of Truth.

For Meena- Positive waves of Love.

Positive waves of Love encircling Earth Hearts All One. An angel carries you across Waters Green. A Moon day lasts for Ages. and then is gone, to return again in its Time.

For Lowen age 1

The air is breathing,  and I am breathing and I love to breathe. I see songs dancing and birds sipping nectar frm the lonely trees and flowers. And when a bird rises in flight I feel joy and light and I want to sing.

for laike age 2

In swimming there is a joy. like a butterfly swims in the air I am swimming. on  the sand and on the shore, I  see waves and they are swimming, too.

Poem for Brumby Sanctuary Guyra

in the true light of the morning           a day begins       and the mist creeps in. The light of the stars has fallen and the grass rises up with the dew. In the birdsong and frogs chorus the night beckons and the moon gleams. An answer is always round the corner, and true meetings are here, fields and horses, bush and gully clouds and wind winners all. Daybreak comes around again.

Lilys' Birthday Angel-Age 8. The Rose.

  a rose    is everything                        to be, an ancient song of life                               and hope. An artist will paint. and a singer will sing             but a rose is a rose is a rose. None can change its nature                    but all will see it                                    differently. Ask but not less          of thyself            and thy weaknesses.

for Nicola age 17

heaven forebears; poem a little bird flew over a big tree.  a canary it did sing.  two worms were listening, such a sweet song.  and a leaf fell to the ground.  Heaven forebears.

for Megan age 46

when all the leaves on all the trees have fallen to the ground, soaked, I could not paint your love nor express my sympathy. where the eagles fly          and the crows craw. an angel comes visiting across the stages of life, Remember? and then the answers are all released though the days are not known. Take a step- take the steps.

Look in - Goddess poem

                                                            Alo-a in esprit. In waves and torrents, in winds and storms, in roaring silence, in shells, in lovers, walking on beaches, dancing with dolphins, waves and rebellion, Look in,           at me. for Gloria

Efficiency

To dance is to swing Is to ask  to be true A bird  flies across the day, And an angel  listens  wholeheartedly. Sufficiency.   for Corrinne age 46.

So it begins

--> For Bob, on his passing, So it begins, listening to the sounds of the day one learns the value of variety one ;learns spontaneity and one undergoes change for the better. The moon has a perfume, and the day is  along mistress confining you to her chambers. Let her be, and delve into her realms, her fairy realms, her waxing realms, her delight. She is the beginning. So begins. Listen to this here.

waking eyes

for Neka age 2; To dance To sing To Ride To Love. simple pleasures, Awakening, eyes.

And they cry

Ava  a delight is to run/skip/dance/fly, an arm to hold you. and a balm for the Heart. listening to the sounds of birds, I am reminded   that God made Angels, and they cry.

Love is your nature.

 for Siva, In this world there are regular things, the sun comes up, the sun goes down. an angel will sing till the day is done, working at her tasks with ease. frogs will jump. birds will fly. this is their nature, Love is your nature.

the Myriads

for Vicki. in the Roses is the Smell, secret spirit sharings. in the fields are the pathways, to unfold. in rivers of  Time flow the myriads. They call as a harp, as One. Explanation on angel signatures http://youtu.be/LTnQUeX3rlk

Joy

for Seon, a raft lingers on the tossing waves. two swans fly south for summer. an auntie waits, in the light, and the sun shines. All these are Joy, to the Heart. Explanation on angel signatures http://youtu.be/LTnQUeX3rlk

just for you.

  for Ursula, in the End the rain falls down the sky turns white and then the sun shines. the Ancient Ones line up, Nature looks on and the Earth smiles, just for you. Explanation on angel signatures http://youtu.be/LTnQUeX3rlk