This piece is by Wendy Crombie entitled ‘The Mists of Time‘.
The mists of time enveloped my soul
It’s swirling dance brushed around my face
I stepped into the mists of time, And drifted into another place..
“what you see is not real”, the mist whispered into my ear…
“you encompass reality in different spheres, “you are not even really here”!!
“In different dimensions you weave your intentions,of this truth, all will become clear”
“It’s all an Illusion?” i ask the mist, which is now beginning to fade
“Don’t worry about such things dear one.. just spread love and light every day”
“whatever you have, remember to share,
Every kind action shines bright in space,
This then propels foward the evolution of Earth,
And with it a transformed Human Race”
