Thursday, March 28, 2019

The weight has been lifted... Blessing to all the gifted, who has received as much enlightenment from the Divine, during what has been an interesting phase of Human Evolution... As I close the compilation of what I've received... This morning, I scribed the final message... Until Next Season!!!

Universe, I AM,
Conversations with the Universe
©  2019 Sy’needa Penland

When the Universe woke up,
And decided to sing,
Who knew what wonders
She would bring.
When her thunder roars,
And her vibration claps,
Even the holiest of scriptures
Warned us, not to awaken her
From her nap.

Each mantel of her
Magnificent Earth shifts,
When her resonance sets adrift
In the wind— Compounding
More layers, to her sands of time—
As her Soulful Essence unwinds.

Oh how her crystal-gems
Sparkles under her moonlight,
As the majesty of her auras
Shine bright— Upon sunrise,
Her brightest Star, nourishes
The most desolate beings
Upon of her worn skin—
Camouflaged to blend into
The dry desert wind.

Each life form has a story to tell.
How it once dwelled— Thriving
Upon her fruitful Earth.
“Do not age my beauty,” she says,
For I AM, a Sage, of all times.
Should I recede my waters,
And flood the gates of your heaven;
I shall rejuvenate
The tiniest fiber of my being.
In the meantime, I rejoice in
What I am seeing…..
Humanity destroy itself.

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