I write a poem to share with you,
In hopes this message will get through,
In hopes an arrow for to find,
A heart that’s pumping FULL DIVINE.
And if its not, well sad to say,
I shrug my shoulders in this way,
And say “no skin of my big nose,”
If you decide to curl your toes.
But listen to these words I pray,
The old world it will go away,
And at end of time you’re sure to find.
No platform for your graced behind.
So heed this poem, for here I say,
I’ve come to show a better way,
To make you pause and heed this day.
Please listen, lest the piper plays.
For time is now, just as we planned,
The place is earth, it has God’s brand,
Before you know it, told you so.
We’ll have a big utopian show.
And if you want to join the fun,
Well listen up, I’m almost done.
The secret’s simple, truth so fine,
Just pump your heart out, FULL DIVINE.
[su_accordion][su_spoiler title=”Post Notes” style=”fancy”]The energy of this poem, and my poem Reed remind me of the words of The Mother as she describes a vision she had 29 February, 1956. In her own words, “As I looked at the door, I knew and willed, in a single movement of consciousness, that “the time has come”, and lifting with both hands a mighty golden hammer I struck one blow, on single blow on the door and the door was shattered. Then, the supramental Light and Force and Consciousness rushed down upon earth in an uninterrupted flow.” (i.e. the supramental light rushed out Full Divine!). In this case what is struck is not a door, but the human body. What is opened is not a door, but the body’s chakra system. In both cases what flows is full divine Light and Power. The Mother was certainly right, but following the flowering of light in the 1960s, the door was closed once again. Once again the time has come. One again a golden hammer is wielded. Once again the door has been shattered to pieces. This time the doors will not be closed. [/su_spoiler] [/su_accordion]