THE GREAT FORGETTING

Sleep little one…
….and when you wake…

There will be a great forgetting.

You will not remember spirit…
…..from whence you sprang..
Nor Heaven…
…..from whence you came.

Sleep little one…
…..and when you wake…

Angels will attend you on your journey,
Angels will attend you on your way.

Angels without wings have I appointed,
Long before this cradle bore your name.

Fret not….

Solemn is the purpose of this slumber.
…….far beyond the scope of finite mind.

Sleep little one…
….and when you wake…

There will be a great forgetting.

Angels without wings will walk before you.
Angels without wings will guide you home.

Victoria -Apr. 2008

Painting: Viking Flower -by Justin