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ain’t Life grand
J AN ISTARA Ackerman 7-05-2011
Opening to life’s many wiggles and giggles,
I inhale multiple colors, music and designs.
I drink it all in like a thirsty child with
big, expressive eyes full of wonder and glee.
And the Voice of Love responds,
“Dearest Child of Light and joy,
you haven’t seen no-thing yet,
for life is a grand journey
with no beginning or end.
It’s more like bubbles of light
floating through the air,
simmering in sunrays.
Yet the true unique vision of it all
is endless light bubbles
rotating within one another
as well as around each other,
from atomic nuclei to
cosmic star systems and beyond.
And the bubble-making
machine produces non stop.
Creations of YOU and all life forms
just keep foaming and bubbling
into existence over and over,
into dimensions without end... Amen.
Your loving essence is simply
to expand, explore and co-create.
Universes, dimensions and spirit
exist as ONE on multiple levels.
Supreme CREATOR constantly
pushes the invisible envelope,
for love is boundless and
in constant expansive motion.
Walk your talk!
Wear your numerous hats.
Dance the jig of life and
sing-out to your hearts content.
Swim in your own joy,
laugh at your own jokes.
Ain’t life grand?!
Oh, life is a cherry
surrounded in whipping cream.
It’s the shinny red ball
on the nose of a clown;
it’s a old crone merrily swinging
her cane as she struts her stuff.
It’s a babe freely releasing
joy through every pore.
And it’s the endless flutter
of a Hummingbird’s wing.
So wear a body suit of wonder.
Swim in the magic of life and
with a ‘Santa twinkle’ in your eye,
fly through the air shouting,
‘Ain’t life grand!!”
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