God

I once had a dream of me seeing
This immense beautiful sparkling being
Inside this bright being were a divine man and woman agreeing to a interweaving
As they went about hither and thither
I knew this was the divine giver
Oh how I wanted to drink from its sweet river
Then in this brilliant being I saw a sliver
And I felt a shiver then a quiver
Its light got even brighter as if it had this bright idea
And it made this big lovers organic orgasmic cosmic explosion
A really big bang
That came to be the lover’s sweet tang
The explosion was the sound, the word of God
And that word made the sounded of OM
And from it came the gift of the pOeM
This brought about the recurring rest assuring lovers love FOaM
A white breast poured out the milk of the Milky Way
This then made Earth into a hOMe
And the stage was set for the cosmic play

And By the words let their be light
That was the birth of sight
And insight became our night light
Inside the seas womb made land into humanities ballroom
I watched as God broke itself up smaller and smaller into millions and billions and trillions of pieces
Leaving pieces of itself everywhere which were the shards of stars
These stars are Gods precious memoirs
And I watched as these divine sparks
Pieces of Gods spirit
Inhabited every human, animal, plant and mineral
The many and the one
The one and the many
All for one and one for all
God loved its creation so much
That it fell
And humans loved God so much
That they two fell
Ah yes the fall
But what did they fall into did I wonder
Was that the invitation to the handsome Prince’s ball
A Oneness’ call
The bringer of the divine white dove from above
Oh I see they all fell into love
And fell hard we did
From that I saw it had a kid
Then I heard others making a bid
There was more then one observer
Each one had their own interpretation
In their own form of communication
Some tried to portray the birth of our creation
As a declaration
Others as a illustration
Scientific clarification
Or a reenactment demonstration
But there was no accommodation for cooperation
Thus there was separation
And everyone formed their own congregation
Though contradiction still brought with it pain affliction
Somehow that became our addiction
Infused with more then one restriction
I saw as each fought for their truth
Why some were even willing to sacrifice their own youth
They took out a paint brush and each made a belief
Claiming that theirs is the one that will bring relief
Follow our truth and we will mark you as ours
Each one had their own book that became their inner nook

To me you see God always was this grand puzzle
Like Isis had to find all the scattered pieces of her lover Osirus
So they could be together again
Is that not what we all want?
To feel whole again?
And so everyone is their own unique way is working on this cosmic puzzle
The mystery of all mysteries
It is not a race we are all free to work at our own pace
As we all make our own unique case
But why prey tell do you think we have not yet been able to solve the puzzle?
Just as I asked that I saw 3 groups each working away on this puzzle
The first group was of religion and they said we will only work with the blue pieces
as those form our book of truth
The second group was of science said they said we will only work with the green pieces that is from our theory of truth
The third group was of mysticism and they said we will only work with the purple pieces as that is where our stories of origin of truth lye
To this sight I sigh ah now I see why
I see they are only working in the box of their own beliefs
There are no limits just beliefs
They need to all come together
Be more open minded and tolerant of each others beliefs
We need to merge the gap
In order to the see the whole of the map
Bridge the rift
in order to witness the Aquarian shift
A long ago promised gift
All Religions, Science and Mystics are the same thing
With different words and cast of characters
They all need to work as team
In order for us all to wake up from this separation dream
That somehow got taken to the extreme
And became humanities theme
That then prevented us from riding on our ever faithful sun and moon beam
As all beliefs are truth
Do you remember thinking that when you were a youth?
God has been depicted as the mother the father
Of all religion, science, and mysticism
As the lover, the brother, the sister
God is you and God is me
And also the referee
The child, the sun, the moon, the nature
The Holy Spirit and the Holy matter
The Holy Light and the Holy night
There are so many gifts from God
Cause they are god in disguise

Each one of us is but one piece of the puzzle
But like a hologram
That one piece contains the memory of the soul
And that soul remembers the time we were all once whole
But we still need everyone to come together to make up the ultimate goal
We as working as one are the creator and the creation
Mirror reflection
Ah yes we need to come together
Be light as a feather
And use every letter
Not think or favor one as better then the other
We do not disregard the letters S, R, T and E
As evil or mad or myth or wrong
Well that will only prolong
Our attempt to understand God’s interstellar song
Music’s sound vibration is OM
That is needed in order to share the pOeM
That is the key to reminding and bringing us all hOMe

By Jessica Schab