Aeon

Denominations of a thousand different deities
Congregations, endless carnivals of gaiety
Why should I fear? Why should I cling on to anything?
It’s not how long long I live but how beautiful it is
And I saw crying
There was turmoil in the marketplace
I saw economies perpetuate the next arms race
And I felt helpless and there was nothing I could do or say
And then I noticed there’s a change
That’s coming over me
Tapping into the aeon
Myriad experiences of billions of humans
Recorded in the memory, the compassion of their god
Beauty defined by disfigurement and symmetry
Re-evaluate the history and reassess the symbols
Balance of the eco-system
Self-reliance beckons us
Windmills and waterfalls, strawberries and lily ponds
When skyscrapers no longer block the sun’s meridian
When we awake to the whisper of the voice
Tapping into the aeon