The end of times is rumbling.

[Luna Arjuna]

You were very brave

to have come to a place

where your light

would not always be seen.

Often it feels like we've signed

a strict, invisible contract

with each other

agreeing to keep this great light,

this truth

tucked away

and held back

But you've felt the stirrings,

haven't you? Of knowing this all

must soon end.

It seems to me

the end of times

is rumbling

within our hips, our ribs,

our voices

this great light readying itself

to emerge

knowing once it comes out

it can never be put back away

again.

❤️

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 ~ Chelan Harkin

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