We, you and I, are blessed
And we are challenged
In these times of radical change

There is a breakdown happening
Inside each of us
And in our world
All structures built on falseness
Are being eroded by the wind of change

There is nothing we can do to fight it
For time itself is unstoppable
And that part of us we call form
Is ruled by the constellations

We, you and I, are blessed to be here
At the brink, watching, playing our part,
As the old world, before our very eyes,
Shakes and shudders under its own weight
No longer able to carry the burden

That which is false will perish

We, you and I, are challenged
To stand quite still
As the open awareness we are
Beyond form, beyond the rule of constellations
As falseness within begins to dissolve
No longer able to convince us

And then, slowly slowly,
Something new will emerge
Built on truth, grounded in love
For the turning wheel is in motion
And nothing can stop it

We, you and I, are part of this majestic pattern
Glorious beyond all belief
Eternal, forever turning,
Yet in its center, in its heart
Absolutely still and utterly silent

What grace this is.

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