Arise, a Wake-aby with Restful Mediation

By Sara Kumar

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Arise brave dreamer, there are things you do not say

Open the window, and ask me about what is under your feet

This I heard in a dream, my children, and this I want to ask you too

What do you see under your feet when you close your eyes?

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Have you pennies under your feet?

Or marshmallow pies, or Chinese numerals?

I have a rug I bought from near the Taj Mahal

And so I’m thinking I need to keep this rug

And ask the Creator why I have this rug in my dream under my feet

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Have you heard a reason in your heart?

Down through your veins of love and into your feet to move?

I cannot watch the sun find its place in the sky,

But this sun moves also, and has reason to move to a notch

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If God points to something when you open the window

Let your eyes come to this thing

And see where progress is advancing toward a place of Beauty

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Children, there are so many nightmares that go down paths where the heart finds no notch

Come and see the reasonable patterns and help shape

images of Truth

And let your eyes rest with God as the author of Beauty writes his words

And move, with placement of hands that don’t tremble

And feet that are ready for comfort

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And when feet are too heavy to move, don’t worry

There are places to rest by fields of pasture and water