Mists of Time

[L. Love]

I wander through the mists of time....glimpses of another life, another person. The mist lies as a gossamer covering over the land...time is all one here in this place...time and space come together.
The cool damp grass beneath my feet soothing and refreshing as memories stir of different places and lives beyond this one. My heart stirs in recognition of the ancient peoples I have been and known...danced with around thier cermonial fires...faces painted a myriad colours.
I see wives, husbands, children, siblings. Family of the ages. I am and always have been. My journey continues as those who share it finish thiers at varying times on the road.
I glance out to sea and look upon the shimmering buildings...glistening with gold and amethyst and rainbows of gemstones. Light plays upon the faces of the people inhabiting this place and light plays on the shapes unfamiliar and the colours I have no words for.
I wander through the mists of time...glimpses of who I am.

 

As I stand naked and bare, light swirls around me and through me, sparkles of gems twinkle and shine, caught at minute points in time as the Light hits them.
The energy lifts me upwards, ever upwards and spiralling as the light continues to caress and hold me in its wake. Light from the heavens, divine and magical. I am held within the gaze of the Universe, bare and open for all to see.
Whole complete and at peace........

 

 

[L. Love]

Thank you my friend...just some more of my mind wandering to places it recalls from time to time....:)