Silver light glistening
upon the surface
of ocean waves,

touching, with softness,
the coolness beneath.

It appears as if it has always existed,
beyong the tide's course
and changing currents.

Its just silver light
existing
in all of its beauty
because its nature
is to do so,
to simply exist.

The crows call.
They are messengers
announcing the tide of change
in men's hearts.

They call us to the opening
in present sky
that invites us
to walk through
into another world
—where they have flown and visited
and now have returned to bring their call of peace.

There are thin veils that are lifting,
everywhere,
within our world.
Windows, doorways, are opening,
much like the one that crow flew through.

These are chambers to our awakening,
to possibilities within the human heart
to know peace and to come to know
the realm within,
that is of that other world
where the only truth
is love—period.

There is no mountain that you need to climb 
that does not already exist in the pinnacle of your heart
—that has found love. 
For then, the light simply shines, 
and you find that you are the mountain, 
just as you are the sunlight. 
You are the unified field;
you are the touch of the soft earth beneath your feet, 
and in every star you see your God-light shining.

You are the way of the wind blowing through the trees 
and the uplift of the skylark.
You are the song in the shadows 
and the dance within the light.

You are all these things 
that are found in your wholeness, 
just as you are found within the God 
that has always been 
and that arises in each moment as the sun, 
shining upon the illuminated presence
of Self.

In a moment
we are stirred by heaven
to follow its Will,
to feel its cause,
and let go
to receive
and be
a conduit for its
highest Will
—that knows our way,
and how heaven's fruits
will be born through us.