Messenger of the HeavensHeavenly grow treesout of the obcure into the promising light;The last

Messenger of the Heavens

Heavenly grow trees

out of the obcure 

into the promising light;

The last shadow flees,

the last darkness may be to endure

into its allmother, dark eternal night;

The blind seer sees,

dares the very risky venture

between what is and is not right;

He dares to fight the fight,

‘cause balance can only be attained

not by fighting,

rather by understanding and compassion.

The messenger of the heavens,

- they tell us

to look back at our roots,

because we are all one,

one earthly consciousness,

one living organism…

We are one,

each of us embedded 

in this very divine tesselation!