Us, The Cosmic Dreamers...
By Andrew Hobbs
'US, THE COSMIC DREAMERS'
Look at what the skies are holding
look at us, a force unfolding,
coming through enchanted arches
this is what a change of heart is,
a brand new age of turning pages
of standing on the grander stages,
not in league with misdemeanours
this is us, the Cosmic dreamers.
And so it is, we still and centre
kissing waves of pure magenta,
and seeing with an eye of plenty
fed by the wealth of dear Amenti,
remembering, in tender timing
how to start the great unbinding,
the peeling and the grand revealing
we will wake as stars of feeling.
Yes we did, we came to find it
on the table, where we signed it,
one long scroll unrolled and golden
that says we all can cease beholding,
and live without a worn distortion
without mistrust and constant caution,
we can be the truth restorers
taking love beyond the borders.
Here we are, a galactic splash
a tribe of light who cut a dash,
who bring the starbursts into play
along with a sunburst's warmer days,
a gift to lift the gloom and doom
a band who learned to play a tune,
a tune attuned to freedom's bells
truth be known, we're an ocean swell.
Andrew Hobbs. 02.07.16
Artist: Ellen Vaman