Northern Rainmaker Society - Wings of a Lion

Wings of a Lion
The Word: Arc of Descent
There the Phoenix ascends in frequencies
Through the Seven Heavens up to the Planes of Spirit
Aurora suspends the cosmic tone rings
A dozen perfect pitches ripping
Through the fabric, mending the 5th
Lift the One- open spiral gateway, octave stair-wave
Antimatter, black hole center
Heading straight to the sun

I am the darkness
The depth of the seas
Immerse in these waves
Hone your psychic abilities
Once you rise from these waters
Soar through the air
All you got to do is hang on
To the Wings of a Lion

Said the Sphinx to the dragonfly
"Shiva-ya-timbre
Nu-Ra Amen-Ra!
I've got the Wings of a Lion!
It's not a mineral or material
It's a feature of Zion
Going though these portals and passages
Have this Axis Mundi in your mind
What is it to Shine?
A mixture of movement and resonance from the head, heart, spine
Wind is alive!"

Dive in the darkness
Into the depth of the seas
Immersed in these waves
Honing psychic abilities
Once you rise from the waters
Soar through the air
All you got to do is hang on
To the Wings of a Lion

I'm Upside down -tumbling around
Creating the foreground
Able to step through, to skip a few
To preview this new world where
There's no matter-now in a precognition
No longer incognito
As I reach out transmission begins
Starting with these parallel lines overlapping this curved crest
Then this Light from below shot up with a
Pitch
Displaying the horizontals for the directionless
Holographic life with a twist
Listen to this, the serpent's hiss whispered
"What if we can we make it happen?
Can happiness create bliss? You're a wordsmith!
I'll stretch you out as far as you can go
Start listening to the wind, a use of will
Another way is to lose control
Levitate and see the world from here!"

My mind at large harmonizing with the ionosphere
Magnetism is all around
Generating a vortex from my forehead
Out of my mind swirling photons
Writing hieroglyphs about; what is life
The great "yes", and imagination
Making it the teacher through a series of thoughts flickering inner Animations
Casting shadow puppets on theater screens
Peaked between the curtains outside point of View
Sitting here listening to these sound waves emanating from you

Now dive in the darkness
Into the depth of the seas
Immersed in these waves
Hone your psychic abilities
Once you rise from the waters
Soar through the air
All you got to do is hang on
To the Wings of a Lion

Wings of a Lion
The Word: Arc of Descent
There the Phoenix ascends in frequencies
Through the Seven Heavens up to the Planes of Spirit
Aurora suspends the cosmic tone rings
A dozen perfect pitches ripping
Through the fabric, mending the 5th
Lift the One- open spiral gateway, octave stair-wave, antimatter, black hole center Heading straight To the sun

I am the darkness
The depth of the seas
Immersed in these waves
Honing psychic abilities
Once I rise from these waters
I'll start soar through the air
All I've got to do is hang on
To the Wings of a Lion

Written by:
Michael Gilbertson

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