The air is thick—
An announcement to those
Whose eyes and ears are open.
This is the turning point;
The evidence of which
Will only be spoken and heard
Inside the hearts
Of those who know
How to listen.
The loudness
And the chaos
Will continue on
For those invested in the show.
And yet the way forward
Will not appear on your screens
Anymore.
Not even an ad
Will point beyond the cage.
An effort was made by many
To reach you,
To tell you one last time
That you are the treasure
That false kings fight for,
Before the present-moment door
Is invisible once more.
The cycles of evil, sleep, and control
Will keep a dark-magic hold,
Until you choose
And use your will
To remember,
That I AM
And YOU are
Inseparable threads of
Cosmic Gold.
© 2023 EM Meyer