The Golden Age...for some...for others dark Age of Iron be..

Heaven is within our grasp every minute of everyday no matter what others say. So gather ye rosebuds whilst ye may and walk into the place of Grace inside and out. You will be well pleased and the rewards will be great...

Fantasy all around

fantasy world

Into a magic land She came
Spiritual beings where do roam
Fantasy is all around
Beautiful to see

Call it what you may
Some say Spirit
Others energy
But always so sublime

Takes you places never known
Perhaps inside you always knew
Never willing
To own up to

Spiritual form

flying high

Drop back inside
Long tunnels stretch so far
Lead they to places divine
Within your self

Beings there so light and bright
You are one of them
If only you would realize
Whom you truly are

Corporal form a casing
Simply for your Soul
Alive with spiritual energy
If you will make it so

Child of God

ponder she does

Return again to whom you are
A child of God
A Being divine
Most holy all are we
Earthly trappings mean not a thing

Joy manifestation of the soul
A place where you can dwell
Always a choice
Where our focus put we do

Wonder-ment..

the queen

Under the starry skies at night
Elven and fairy folk do play
Celebrate they do
The coming of the Queen

She comes to celebrate
The birth day of the Christ
He who oft has come
In many forms
Through many times
To help mankind be One

One in their lovingness
One in their joy filled hearts
Ones who share and care
So once again
The earth can return
To its natural wonderment

Nothing of a nature low
Can ever there take place
As the Golden Age arrives
Darkness left behind
As will all those
Who walk a path
Of negativity

and so it is
always for the Highest Good...