Awoken like a bloom in a sacred corner of the earth
Land of the Fair Isle
Xyamaica
My heart spreads its wings like a free eagle in a playful dance
Splashing up water
And mother's discipline.
I thought this place was my little country
Until I met a map of the world
On the mountain top
I flew
To call upon my invisible neighbors
No one answered
I was talking to myself and to my God
Then I found a way
A heart abounding with limitless love
A showering of goodness to all beings
This became my meditation
There in solemn surrender
I beheld angels on tip toes
Decked in all splendor
Heralding the unification of all people
Sanctioned by the will of God
Thus I rose to my higher self
And heard a voice singing
“There is no religion higher than truth”
A truth that says
“We all are one”
Out of this oneness emerged
Diverse nation's united
By the common denominator called Love called
Aspiration for truth.
Then I began to see a time where
Illusions are transformed into
Reality
And the world became as it was ordained by
God
The arena of the greatest celebration
Thus I rose to my higher self
And heard a voice singing
Rise up ye mighty people and know
That
We are all reflections of each other
Bound by the destiny of love
Graced by our service to each other