The storm clouds were all clear.

There was an unusual silence

And a cornucopia of delights

Spread its wings around.

 

My turquoise green eyes were wide open,

So were the doors of life’s opportunities.

I felt the comfort of cocoon of womb.

Like a swarm of locusts,

The great memories were falling gently

Like rose petals on  grass.

Some were like tangy chutney,

Some as sweet as rasgullas

And the rest refreshing like coconut water.

 

The cesspool of filthy wickedness,

Pollution and partiality, addiction and corruption,

The law of involution and evolution,

The cacophonies of the world,

The mainstream knowledge

Had all ended in a dead-end path.

 

Only love was left

And I swam in its waters beautiful.

I moved to a higher consciousness

Both physically and psychologically.

Most alienated than ever from the world,

I was experiencing a DNA shift

Along with like-minded and good hearted ones.

Through this time of ascension,

We were brought forth into

The transmuting violet flame

That transformed old belief systems and patterns

Into unconditional love and light.

Together we realized

It was the ultimate union

With our creator God.

 

Pramila Khadun