There Is Peace

The soul sleeps whilst we go about our days
Walking in slumber, knowing and noting nothing
While the unseen world creates a tickle,
A point of light that makes us blink.
Our curiosity, a fine line that reaches out
To the perimeter of the circle
To find the grandeur of Spirit,
The essence of the Universal Mind
Where seen reaches unseen, dream touches reality
And hands raise far above our heads
Through the darkness to see and become Light,
To allow it to permeate our thoughts, our speech,
Growing, striving to climb ever higher
Up the ladder of finer and finer vibration.
And then, with each step up that we take,
The world becomes more aligned, more stable.
Chaos calms, anxiety withdraws and there is peace.