WAITING GAME    (6-17-2001; Galveston Island, Texas)

           
             
such complexity        
stuck in density        
we call this world        
beneath it s spell        
we re only pupae        
in these temporal shells        
chrysalistic vehicles        
of our eternal souls        
despite free will        
we wait in these cells        
until silent metamorphosis occurs        
then after one  final moment        
of suspended  brief darkness        
along our journey s way        
in which complete transformation        
of physical being s form        
shape shiftingly transpires        
to transcendently rebecome        
seemingly as if by magic        
a much higher form        
of spirit and being        
than it was before        
in which countless fears        
will fall away  then disappear        
as our new wings        
will finally soon open to spread        
lifting us up        
into perfect  wordless        
highest love        
like higher vibrational        
frequency butterflies        
of newly awakened        
illumined        
light      
to pro creatively      
co creatively      
spread and share      
with all      
the heavenly      
sweet nectar    
and radiant    
golden    
sacred    
pollen
of  
      life