Summoning Up The Mood Of Angels Poem by Martin Lubikowski

Summoning up the mood of angels,
looking for the road to light.
Asking of the way to freedom,
will it be much of a fight?

Looking for the help of Spirit,
needing to be shown the way.
Yearning for the final homecoming,
Brother, what do I have to say!

I am bound by countless shackles,
I am held by invisible chains,
but I know this is just an appearance,
tell me how to clear my brain.

Now the Man says that it is easy,
you just have to want to be there.
Turn your heart to what is calling
and you will find the help is there.

For the light is really all around us
and is shining in your heart.
The door is HERE and always open
and from that blessed state you needn’t part.

It is a choice we have to make,
each and every day.
To remember the Truth of being
and hold fast to the goodly way.

I reject the road to darkness,
turn my back to the untrue way.
Face the light, now and always
and never turn my back to the Way.

Summoning up the mood of the angels,
walk this solitary path alone,
neither moving nor remaining,
the journey finally leads to home.