Call of the Sacred Dream

Call of the Sacred Dream

A Poem by EJ Servellon
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We can all change our world, by collectively changing our dream

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An old caretaker is setting up a natural stage

Preparing an invitation

For the time has come for a gathering of transformation

The sacred wood is put in place as a fire is called forth

Crackling in the sunset

 

The flames bring forth the energy of the wood

Energy from the original Big Bang

The old caretaker sits ..…..and we listen

Aahhhhhhhhhh!...

 

  

Gather around, as I invite you to take a journey into inner flight

Close your eyes and feel the mystery, the magic, the essence of who you are

Breathe…..Breathe….Breathe

Quiet the storms of your mind,

And fly with me to meet with a Sacred Dream

Breathe…Breathe…Breathe

 

Beckon the fire in your belly

The Creator, Gaia, Earth, our great beloved speak through the wind

To fuel that same fire, as the time has arrived

Can you hear it? Can you feel it? Can you smell it?

 

The echo of the past is still pulsing out a call

A call from the logos

The Sacred Dream of life

Only now more URGENT than EVER!

What will you release that no longer serves you?

Breathe…Breathe…Breathe

 

We lack a jolt of existence

A violent one if necessary

To have a NEW experience in order to be thrown back into the mystery

The unknown magic that is LIFE!

To stir our soup of hunger, our longing

To improve our health of AWE, in order to take another step

From sleepwalker to sacred dreamer

To be otherwise… is to be as good as DEAD

Breathe…Breathe…Breathe

 

Another step that can continue to shake your ground

Sending ripples across the rusty existence

To shake and crack the calcified layers of the current paradigm

To create the turbulence needed for transformation

The birth of new dimension

For there is a sacred mother in labor

Pulling all her children

To be born into a new light

Breathe…Breathe…Breathe

 

The possibilities beyond despair, that cannot compare!

Beyond being jaded, mundane, and lifeless

To learn to surrender in order to die

For if we cannot die, we cannot be reborn

Take and harness your power, and open the prison gates of your finite minds

To experience the formless, the timeless, the nameless, the infinite

Breathe…Breathe…Breathe

 

 

Be the one who sees in the dark

To open your vision to a world hidden from normal view

To enter the deeper reality of the unseen Universe

To experience direct revelation, and discovery of your own power

A fractal, a piece of the Sacred Dream.

To become a cosmic revolutionary

Breathe…Breathe…Breathe

 

To transcend existential despair based on illusion

To awake from the nightmare of

Climate change,

 Violence,

 Greed,

 Disease,

 Hunger,

 Dogma,

 and Politics!

Back to our aboriginal roots of luminous warriors!

To co-create music that melts the stars!

Breathe…Breathe...Breathe

 

The Sacred Dream calls within and without

Setting everything in motion

For we shall all play our roles beyond our understanding 

Becoming chalices of overflowing plenty

To manifest a new reality

Coming full circle in meeting our true selves

As children of the stars!

Breathe…Breathe…Breathe

 

And behold the Sacred Dream

As the fire has become one,

 with the rising of the new Sun!

© 2019 EJ Servellon


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EJ Servellon
EJ Servellon

Mount Prospect, IL



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Wise man once said: Our Age is seeking a new spring of life. I found one and drank of it, and the water tasted good. I share this thought as well. more..

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