Poem By David M. Rheuble

I was floating on a cloud high above the ground. From the world, I thought I knew. Being touched by an energy source of purity, harmony, and love, sending me ever so gently to the grand consciousness of everything to know.

Awakened from my slumber where I thought I was resting in a womb-like cocoon until she touched my soul and awakened something from within ó now knowing the that spiritual hibernation has reached its end as a wave pulls back to its encompassing aquatic mass.

Mother earth and father sky have granted the shaman to rise like a phoenix. To beat his drum and waken the remaining star children to come. From the song that is sung from the angles that hover closest to the God, we have all been seeded from.