
Michael received this poem in a reading while working on the website...
I am Men,
the eagle's vision and dream.
Gather about me, winged ones, to take your place
upon the currents of our divine purpose.
Soar with the flow of consciousness in my massive wings.
Let us glide in the graceful expansiveness of planetary mind,
carving out the pathway of timeless beauty for all to follow.
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Spread your precious wings,
sweet, blessed eagles of the new Sun of Flowers!
Flow with me upon the shimmering crest
of the new reality emerging,
and together we shall create
the joyfully awaited garden of the One Heart.
Feel my song stirring in every cell,
its refrain quickening you into resonance
with the golden octave now sounding
through the consciousness of the Earth,
Gaia, singing like a crystal
in the brilliant light of luminous love.
Through you, Gaia, I also am transformed.
I, too, am awakening
as the return of divine love and light.
We are one!
I am Men.
My gentle sound and touch ripple like waves of healing silk
upon the wounded body of the Earth.
I am the crystal singer
at the heart of the labyrinth,
whose crystalline core magically transform this vibration
into the splendor of planetary mind.
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Hear my impassioned call,
O radiant children of the Sun!
Lift with me the collective mind,
for we are the awakeners, the transformers!
Let the flowing beauty and power of my wings
inspire you to ascend to our committed purpose!
Find the gate of "I cease,"
the place where there is no "other"
Remember, alliance of the faithful of the stars,
sun runners, your commitment
to hold the light high in this time.
Find the living consciousness of God/Goddess within you.
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Like a florid fountain, this place flows
with the elixirs of compassion
to create our transformed Earth!
Believe in yourself and your visions!
Sing the sparkling song of hope,
in a voice rich with the transforming power
of your crystalline rainbow body!
Merge with the sublime vibration of the violet flame
that lays the song of ecstasy ever so gently
upon the yearning spirit of Earth, Terra Gaia.
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This my beloveds, is ours to do!
Build thy inner and outer temples, and adorn them
with the precious gifts you have carried
within you for so long,
On the winds created by the movement of my mighty wings,
hear me,
feel me;
Let us begin!
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Poem written by Cinda Seaton.
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