Last Days In Time

To those who wish to sleep throughout these turbulent times
I offer you the sweetest lullaby

May your dreams never rouse you into wakefulness

To those who wish to worship only at the temple of their selves
I say, continue following your selfish desires

May they eventually lead you back to a generous heart

To all the power hungry and money hungry,
the warmongers, all those old blind keepers of secrets

May you regain your sight incrementally, as you
give back to those you have hurt

To those who served others without reward, who loved
unconditionally, who fought injustice

Your time is coming, it is almost here

May you stand tall and receive our endless gratitude,
for your work has been the real work of ages

Your unfailing example has shone like an arrow of light

May your story one day be told around a campfire
of cinnamon and rapture

May you always be the sunrise revealing
the incandescent beauty of the Earth

Your courage has been immeasurable, unfaltering

Your golden words have weaved a lightning coda
of infinite possibility

You are the fruit of our ancestors, the diamond light
of the universe

Showering us with a gentle immortality,
unearthing our genius for invention and mastery

May we awaken to remembrance,
may we unlock the alchemy

Of how you once opened our hearts
with an indelible joy

A merkaba of elegance and laughter

A template to cut through this illusion of discord,
to traverse this auspicious splinter in time


Mike Davies
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