Lightbabies
We are Lightbabies. Golden Grace.
Wings, meant to fly.
We are delicate and pregnant
with goodness.
We are each made of such a quiet
that the entire Universe
can hear us.
There is only the Unfolding; the Opening
ever happening.
All else are thoughts—
lollipops for the mind.
We . . . are Lightbabies
parading
as Humankind.
‘Lightbabies’ – Em Claire
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2 comments:
Beautiful poem....reality can be stark or beautifully woven in words, Em Claire :)))
Yes she writes lovely poetry! She is Neale Donald Walsh's current wife and has her website at www.emclairepoet.com .. very beautiful stuff.
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