“Knowing”

Through my senses I journey back to a time
through the dark ages, through the holy days
through all of recorded history
To a time of untold futures in unknown places
where many of our family were
gathered as one, united in love.

Eager to create an experience
of ignorance in drag, we created time
and it’s lag and further perpetuated
our experience
into one of being lost, seeking
for a truth that will ever elude us
until we learn we’ve always had it

And once learned
our newfound knowledge
dissolves the illusion of the unknown
revealing what has always been
and will always be
We discover our knowingness
doesn’t change that which is known,
it only changes the knower

The knower is We
and had I not had the opportunity to
journey back through my senses
I’d have never known

~*~
05/2001


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