The Kingdoms Upon The Sacred Land

I woke up, opened my eyes,
for a moment time stood still
realized I had been here before
another dream, lifetimes past,
I looked upon empty streets
stolen Kingdoms
the fall of our great Utopia turned to ash
the flood that washed over our great palaces
was also assembled with our tears
now forgotten
slipped through time
underwater cities left in tact
for the mermaids to dwell
but I remember
I resurrect thy own Kingdom from within
a dwelling of my own
only accessible through the sacred heart
the flame of love unlocks the door
within lies the key to all that has been and come to be
the opening inside of me
remembering all that had been forgotten
the magnificence and grandeur of our ancient kingdoms
is engraved upon my heart
the ruins lie buried among the remnants before me now
shells of what once was
changed and distorted to fit the narrative lie
I see through them all
I am the living library that can never be burned
the books that couldn't be torn
the memories that couldn't be erased
I am the echo of remembrance
sounding the call
to awaken the memories that sleep
buried in your heart so deep
our kingdom calls us home
home to the eternal heart
all will be restored
the world we know transformed