Poetry

Golden gate

I looked out a rainbow appeared so bright,
just at an angle, of a drop of the rainbow on me
I couldn’t see!
That droplet couldn’t be for me?
So of I went, not wandering,.
I was on a journey of discovering,
I was on a field, the energy was real.
A golden gate did open,
right through me as a token,
of love that emanated out, of the honouring of the field,
of the nature of the creator.
Cried I did,
Thanks I give, 
the energy they could feel, on that day,
they felt it real, of the golden light of love.
And of it went,
expanding that golden light, for those to receive, in all they believe .

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