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Guiding Lights

And I Ecurb began my journey
in the land of dreams, the
land of forgetfulness, full
of fire, smoke, and illusion.
In this land there were some
wise men ... placed there for
the sole purpose of being
guiding lights to the pilgrim
souls on their long journey
from darkness to light.

And I said to the wise men,
"When will I know of His
coming?" And they answered,
"By your tears that even now
like rain, are there, but not
quite ready to quench the
parched desert of your soul."

And I asked, "From where will
He come?" And they answered,
"He is even now closer to you
than you are to yourself, but
the eyes which can see Him
are still asleep."

And I asked, When will these
eyes awaken?" And they answered,
"Only He can awaken these eyes
from the deep slumber of time,
and then only when that eternal
seed planted deep in your soul
stirs with restlessness and
yearning to sprout forth like
blossoms of springtime. Then
will He water them from the
eternal spring of His kindness
and love and you will awaken
to a new dawn."

And I asked, "How shall I
recognize Him?" And they answered,
"When your eyes are awake He
shall dawn upon your soul like
the rising sun of morn after a
long night of darkness. Then
the warm loving light of His being
shall cause the essence of your
soul to arise and dance in the
ever changing panorama of His play."

And I asked, "How shall He speak
to me?" And they answered, "You
shall hear Him only after He has
opened your inner ear, the ear that
hears only His voice. For now your
ears hear only the babble of the
world, even though His voice, His
sound, surrounds your very being."

And again I asked, "How shall I
know His voice." And they spoke
and said, "When you hear the soft
tinkling silver bells coming down
from the right side you will know
your time is neigh. For lo it will
be Him covering your nakedness and
sorrow with the sweet sound of
His love."

And again I asked, "How else might
I hear Him?" And one of the wise
men said, "Those bells shall draw
you up to the highest part of His
bell tower. There the bells will
blend into one all encompassing
sound, so sweet, so loving, you will
not be able to resist. In that moment
He will show you more love, more
bliss than you would ever have known
in all your wanderings."

Again one of them spoke saying,
"At this time you shall stop your
seeking and begin to praise His
glory. You will write poetry of
His greatness and you will thank
Him forever for rescuing you from
this world of illusion."

Now another of the wise men spoke
and said, "And on that day within
the ringing light of all love and
consciousness He shall gather you
up unto Himself, and just as a drop
of water returns to the sea, and
a ray of light returns to the
sun ... so shall you also return
to the place of your beginning."

And so I Ecurb asked one final
question of the wise men, I said,
"When I reach the place of my
beginning what shall I behold?"
And one answered saying, "Of this
we can say no more, for at that
time ... who will remain to ask the
questions? and who will be there
to give the answers?"








Written by BruceBurkard
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