Acrostic: Pleiadians, the Seven Sisters
©2013, Olan L. Smith
Peace permeates our core;
Light contours your human form and we rejoice in an
Energy that is free of structure and while mammalian
In substance what exists
All around you mirrors the fountainhead
Dimmed only by the darkness within you;
Intergalactic camaraderie is offered all human
Animating vitality; brothers and sisters you're
Never forgotten yet
Singularly limited.
Time is an illusion of the brain journeying
Hither-to-yond, a perceived progression
Even as all things happen at once. Your existing
Soul is earthbound,
Experiencing a linear progression, yet
Virtually it is not. Everything
Explodes outward giving you a basis of
Now, which notion exists only to clothed energy.
Spirit free of form is the only reality;
Inner vision is your only true depiction,
Surprisingly, matter is a delusion light creates
The things you see, are not genuine (ask your scientists),
Earthlings, regard what I say, discern who you are.
Reveal your true self, awaken and
See with your third eye what is.