Atlantis was of ancient times
a crystal encrusted, painted place
of rainbow beams and sacred space
and all things peaceful
all things of magic
this place my spirit has encased
in memories…
Memories of magic,
memories of sage,
memories of wonder,
never fully written upon silken page.
Forever in the halls of Akasha,
recorded in astral hieroglyphs
the stars speak..
the stars speak of my home in Higher Realms,
the Goddess sings of silver streams
of selenite and moonlight, magic of time,
astral projections and journeys on mine...
Journeys through stars,
journeys though heaven,
journeys through the galaxies,
the universal haven,
the haven of peace,
the haven of love,
the haven of spirit
and higher beings above…
The beings we are,
divine and inspired
by the universe in one
the universe aspired
us to be created as drops of water
in the ocean of light,
the universe infinite, eternal forever.
We must find ourselves
and bring back the age
of shamans and spirits,
and crystal new age.
It is time…
The dawn has come
for us to retrieve our truths
In crystalline togetherness.
The power of unity, spirit, the One.

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