Daniel Reurink


Indigo Children


move to the rhythm of the tide
Be central and the music fires
Live in peace control relief
Suspend in the moment time
Express the core as the fire and sun
Moving to the rhythm and tide
Loving grace compels no one
Live in the city inside
Dawn the age of the radiant one
Move to the song inside
Thus expands the thought of one
Move to the central fire
Expressed in the age of innocence
Feel the breeze move higher
Enter planes of orbs and thought
Release the potential inside
Dawn of light skies fire bright
Move to the essence inside
Let the soul expand free
Above all moments in time
Were once was central to the fire
The age of the innocent one
Be a flame of central fire
Release the core inside
Indigo children come

Submitted: Friday, July 27, 2012
Edited: Friday, July 27, 2012

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