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Posted by on May 5, 2012 in Poetry | 0 comments

In the Trenches

In the Trenches

In the trenches

You know who you are.

In the trenches

Lightworkers not far

In the trenches,

From the home whence you came

In the trenches

To end duality’s game

In the trenches

There is chaos and blight

In the trenches

There is so little light.

In the trenches

A nightmare we have paved,

In the trenches

To snap ascension’s first wave

In the trenches,

The time for politeness is done.

In the trenches,

The last reminder must come.

In the trenches

It’s time to wake them all up

In the trenches

It’s time to drink from The Cup

In the trenches,

It time to brace for the wave,

In the trenches,

This is no time to behave.

In the trenches,

We see the writ on the wall.

In the trenches,

This is messenger’s blessed call.

To ascension

Now find your way to the light.

Ascension.

To activate ‘xactly right

Ascend.

This is your green signal light.

Ascend.

We need you shining quite bright.

Ascend.

So that this world will take flight.

Ascend

So we may end darkest night.

Ascend.

So we may attain to the height.

Ascend.

The time for this is just right.

Ascend.

Listen to Michael tonight.

Ascend.

This is the first stage of flight.

Ascend.

This is a most ancient rite.

Have no fear.

This time it will be all right.

http://www.michaelsharp.org/
May 3, 2006

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