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Beyond the Eagle

Let my eagle spirit fly high into the sky.
Flying higher and gliding with the winds.
I search the grounds below for nature’s beauty.
Swiftly I rise above the mountaintops.

I begin my dive into the deep blue sea,
No longer a spirit of the sky.
Plunging into the cold, clear water.
Now I am a spirit of the sea.

Swimming, like an expert through the waves.
And now becoming an ocean dweller.
I see the crystal homes and lights shining brightly.
Beckoning me to come home, but I continue on.

On and on I swim, being lead by something deep inside.
Down to the bottom of the sea and now I go even deeper.
I move through the ground that is under the water.
I am spirit moving faster by time, as we know it.

There are sounds, and vibrations, spinning past my head.
Lights are dancing and something is pulling me even faster.
I travel through this tunnel that is under seas and under ground.
I am feeling thoughts racing faster then I can think them.

Voices speaking but I cannot hear them.
Peace being felt within me and around me.
Love touching me, and surrounding me.
I'm not ready I hear me say.

My work is not done so please send me back
So sadly my friends wave to me goodbye.
And I fly back into the sky in my eagle spirit.
And awaken again in human form.

Now I am awake knowing my life as it is.
I wonder what it is that is left for me to do?
I want to go back, but they hear me no longer.
Then I smile as I see the eagle flying.


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Crystal Silence

I walk slowly down the stairs in excitement,
Wanting to feel it but not knowing if I would.
Surrounded in the dark cave of the crystal rock.
I feel nothing and wish not to hear him speak.
The beauty of the crystals is silent to my ears.
Slowly I walk up the stairs unknowingly touched.
The night comes and the unconscious awakens.
Dreams filter the illusions of my realities.
Sounds whisper of love and gentle secret times.
Colours glow and energy spins and dances.
Again I am now sleeping after I have woken up.
Within Looking Out

She was outside the cave looking in.
Amazed with the knowledge of people living there.
Feeling the years that have gone by.
Seeing the dust blowing in the wind.

She was within the cave looking out at the sky.
Surrounded by the ancestors that had been.
Hearing the drums playing in her head.
Feeling the energy of the dance of rain.

Outside she stood again looking in.
Knowing we all been given the choice.
Will we be outside looking in?
Or will we be within looking out?