The spirit
Wandered
Searching
The cosmos
For us
Looking
For a place
To put down
Her roots
A place
To call
Home
The spirit
Wandered
Searching
The cosmos
For us
Looking
For a place
To put down
Her roots
A place
To call
Home
The cross represents death
As does the tree of knowledge
These two are the same tree
And the word of God
Is the fruit of that tree
He said
Eat my flesh
And drink my blood
And when she did
Her eyes were opened
And she saw her husband
Jesus Christ
And at that instant
She knew all there was to know
“St. John 6:54
“Whoso eateth my flesh and drinketh my blood, hath eternal life; and I will raise him up at the last day.”
To understand who we are
Which is consciousness,
We who are on the surface of consciousness
Must first travel deep into consciousness
And the many levels of consciousness
To the depths
And within those depths
Into the universe
To earth
Where we find life
We take on a life of our own
Then have to travel inside that life
Through death
And to another life
And on and on and on
Before finally reaching our true self
The source that gave rise
To everything
Then does our true self
Rise to the surface of consciousness
Where we are
Though thoroughly rooted
In that from which it came
No one is lost
We cannot lose ourselves
No one is left behind
We are all connected
To the root of consciousness