The Awakening Poem by Fleurette Elaine Harris

Awoken like a bloom in a sacred corner of the earth
Land of the Fair Isle
Xyamaica

My heart spreads its wings like a free eagle in a playful dance
Splashing up water
And mother’s discipline.

I thought this place was my little country
Until I met a map of the world

On the mountain top
I flew
To call upon my invisible neighbors
No one answered
I was talking to myself and to my God

Then I found a way
A heart abounding with limitless love
A showering of goodness to all beings
This became my meditation

There in solemn surrender
I beheld angels on tip toes
Decked in all splendor
Heralding the unification of all people
Sanctioned by the will of God

Thus I rose to my higher self
And heard a voice singing
“There is no religion higher than truth”
A truth that says
“We all are one”

Out of this oneness emerged
Diverse nation’s united
By the common denominator called Love called
Aspiration for truth.

Then I began to see a time where
Illusions are transformed into
Reality
And the world became as it was ordained by
God
The arena of the greatest celebration

Thus I rose to my higher self
And heard a voice singing
Rise up ye mighty people and know

That

We are all reflections of each other
Bound by the destiny of love
Graced by our service to each other