DRAGON MASTER

A Solstice meditation, 2012.

 

 

Guarding the Book of Karma

Hunches a red Dragon,

Wings partly unfurled as if

Anticipating interlopers

Who would steal my essence away.

 

Scales glowing with inner fire

That imbues eyes and mind with truth

Of the life few but I can see.

It reaches full power on the midnight hour

At this Winter Solstice time.

 

Upon my Guardian's back I fly

Through dimensions by science uncharted

To the Druid's retreat where the Prophet's words,

Uttered in a time of madness divine,

Are as yet in granite unset.

 

And on the summit of His sacred Hill,

Dwarfed by mountains above,

I gaze over wintry landscape below

Where the Dragon Master, withdrawn, observes

From Annwn* beneath the ground.

 

He's alert and stands in readiness

As Clas Myrddin's* direst need

Draws ever closer with latter-day man's

Greed, selfishness and disregard

For all life but his own.

 

Now a nearby Hawthorn Tree emits

Golden unearthly light.

Then from within, Emrys steps out.

He increases my auric vibrational speed,

Aligning it with his.

 

In awe, I'm filled with abject fear

That my brain will overload

If it mediates One from the Fifth Dimension.

But his soothing voice cuts in,

"Just relax and I'll do the rest!"

 

Before me I see the entire population

All at once - it seems that I

Have acquired spontaneous cosmic vision.

And I'm no longer me - it appears I've become

A channel for His wisdom.

 

Now, mind-to-mind He's linked us together,

Like a Spiritual Internet.

So I beg of you please open your heart

To the Spirit of Alban Arthuan tonight

And allow his words inside:

 

"I, Emrys, can see beyond

The mirror of your Soul.

I've been observing your progress through

Your many lives on Earth.

But this present one is all-important,

With free-will you wield great power:

You have the choice to love, not hate,

To calmly accept and tolerate

Those who differ from you...

 

Choose wisely from your Higher Self -

Only then can your World be saved..."

 

 

*Annwn - The Celtic Underworld.

*Clas Myrddin - Merlyn's Enclosure (The British Isles).

 

 

 

Solstice Blessings

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