Mystery School (The Hollow) Poem by Roger Snow

The hollow
just down the road
is where the meet
of the Minds
began to unfold

Minds akin
exchanging Ideas
becoming very close
ending as friends

Milky Way over head
Stars dancing in designs

Every one there
breathless at the sight
setting patterns
in their minds

Keys to be held
to be used over time
Such the Wisdom
about to unfold
those keys given
in sequence as
they'd been told

Seeds of wisdom
sowed in the minds
children as adults
dance swirls in the Kingdom
in and out of their binds
without guilt or faults

There; s always a reason
and always a notion

and we live through
our seasons
flowing in slow motion

stands still
all time
all space

and Until, ,
we can find
The value
of our grace

we dance on

(Insert Bridge)

Out, ,
then back in again
and back into yourself

we slip as we fly
but never have we fell

for we haven't shame
for these stories we tell

Majestic venues
spread upon a sea
Looking southward
child
Tell me, ,
what would you rather be, , ,

is it something like
A master of someone else's
or Master over your own
Reality, , , ,

Knowledge brings intuition home
Experiences gather insights
and Wisdom? ? ?
well, that's the
Ultimate Prize to own, , , , , ,


Change Key here ~~~~~

Ah when the Angels drop by
just to whisper dreams into
your childlike Mind

away they'll fly
like moonlight in streams
on the evening breeze
Leaving you with sighs

Touch the shine
of the Milky Way

Feeling a bit blind
to what tomorrow
may bring your way

Then suddenly, , , ,

The Universe doesn't seem
that far away, , ,

it appears in your heart
and makes itself at home

Lights up brightly
in some Cosmic way

carries you softly
unto anywhere you
wish to Roam, , , ,

Students of Love
learn with each other
never as one

and, , ,
Practitioners of Light
are the sisters and Brothers
all together spun into the Sun ~~~ End ~~