The Lark of Light Ascending

My heart — it joyously surges up through my chest,
it rises through my throat, through my mouth,
through my nose, my eyes, through my forehead,
through the very tip top roof of my skull, Oh
it bursts into a million brilliant shards of light,
raining down on all the feeling beings mind has populated
in order to rightly raise them up, right through their skins,
their thoughts, sensations, precious memories, hopes and fears,
wants and aversions, raise them up, yes raise them up,
shatter the dome of the blessed sky with this impossible ecstasy,
this beauty of swift ascension into the fullness of itself, ourself,
you and me, we are free, we have always been — yes,
now we are free, then we were free, then we will at last be free!




About Bob OHearn

My name is Bob O'Hearn, and I live with my Beloved Mate, Mazie, in the foothills of the Northern California Sierra Nevada Mountains. I have several other sites you may enjoy: Photo Gallery: Essays on the Conscious Process: Poetry and Prosetry: Writings from selected Western Mystics, Classic and Modern: Wisdom of a Spirit Guide: Thank You!
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