The Disappearance of Atlantis....and Why.

Before

atlantis

A heavenly tale I will tell
Meandering through book candle bell
Nursery rhymes they come to be
Like buzzing bees around a tree

This took place eons ago
When on Atlantis I did dwell
Not much of me could be seen
A boneless form in being so

Half in water and half out
Strange as it may seem
A comfortable way to live one's life
Not dealing with other extremes

A Dreadful Happening

a happenig

Amongst many others
Just like me
We laughed and played
The whole day through

And yet behind beyond all this
Another coming did exist
Feared it was by some
They sensed a dreadful happening

Experiments were being done
To change the patterning of life
Creating atmospheres of negativity
Disturbing influences most extreme

The End

mystical energy

Clever were they in every way
The ones who thus did interfere
With that which had been put in place
By the Creator of It All
A pure and immense Energy

Seeing what was being done
Altering the God made plan
A tidal wave then did arise
Drowning all including me
Who on Atlantis did abide

Not only one but many waves
Deluged this mighty land
Atlantis sank below the sea
Never to be seen again

Golden Root Race

root races

The moral of this tale be
Best not to interfere
On any level known to man
Upsetting balance harmony

A new root race will come to be
In perfect timing as always is
We see it in babies born these days
Golden their skin in many ways

And inset deep within them lies
The knowing of their mission here
Heralding a loving Te Deum
Heralding a Golden Age

A few will not agree
Caught up in dogma as they are
But that cannot change what IS
No matter what they say or do

for so will it be