Child of sweet passions, whose dreams are stuck in the mud,,,,, think not that the seasons have turned on you. You are not that far from the crossing. The big tear has paid its price. Anointed pain has made the count up. There are treasures in toils that often cannot be seen with the naked eye.
One day I saw up above in the sky a descending object spinning and reflecting in the sun. It kept descending my direction until finally it landed at my feet. It was a white feather at one end and an ink writer’s pen at the other end. I picked it up, and it had a feeling of being a message of destiny.
I had come through the horse’s gate; and though I had won the race, a group of mockers, whose minds revved in the penny-count, said I lost. I was so weary of walking among people called friends who were ready at the least misunderstanding to exchange pearls for swine eyes, and family-hood for the devil’s workshop.
I held the pieces of my broken heart together with my hands, sobbing as I went; I cried blood. Trust of others died in me on that sobbing day. I would have hung on a cross with Jesus for them, my love was so dedicated. But sorrow must not go on forever, and now this white feather with the writer pen spoke to me that I was not far from the crossing.
I would cross over to the worlds of my mind; and in the company of Jesus Christ and His angels, I would write like few mortals have ever written. The oils that I was cooked in up to my heart would scar me. But in revelations transcendental, I would score in the chart-lands, where the Love of God shone out all darkness.
Wonderful goals are before me, too much for just one mind. My Lord and my God, breathe in me Your Holy Spirit again and again. Some how I know, I am “not far from the crossing”, where Manifesters whose clothing is similar to mine will rise to heavens in their minds, stretched out in the Majesty of a grace and Love that will speak the language of angels.
Somehow I know, that Love will find Love, and hope will at last take the stand and testify: the song is written and ready to be published! The waterfalls of time are rushing, and all its gushing is headed to the sea of crystal.
We are: NOT FAR FROM THE CROSSING
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