secrets hidden

the moon, with it's secrets hidden
came when the sky was reddened with blood
casting themes beautiful to behold
bringing something other than what is known in the concrete
realm
the moon freed a speaking way that is still bubbling
some in it's song of spirit
like a lake that has churned up something from the earth
that lie dormant, waiting to be lifted up and taken to the human heart
as a light of faith, hope, love, awakening

the moon with it's energy so wondrous sent a cosmic kind of
doorway to the heart, yes it did
how it does this in the cosmos, who can say?
then those visions flowed one after another
specifically alluring to the heart was the one of Mary virgin
lilley white is she, free of disease, suffering or sin
she did not speak, oh sons, daughters
no, not a word truly
but her essence shone that sung of purity in all things here
and there and in between
pure like a dove  flying above the world
or a swan that floats on the glassy lake, untarnished by the
debris underneath
she spake with her heart of the cosmic way
of the open doorway (to the universe), with stairs leading up to it
the stars shining like sparkling lights in the darkness and the crescent moon
winking
she pointed to (the open door) with her left hand and her right hand, she held to her lips
like shhhhhh it is a secret way, this mysticism that works it's silence into the mind
and every part of the material and immaterial spaces
like a cleaning out that lasts a long, long time
indeed, a cleaning of the lifetimes of clutter that has been left to collect dust and put hard things
in the eyes, ears and tongue to taste, hear, see and be with
she shows the doorway that is open to those that are true and sincere and desirious of
this seeking
and desirous of this liberation
that there is a way thru the mind, a way thru to the spirit heart of love, stillness  and
joy everlasting