The Womb of Time

The womb of time has been our growing place,
But, Oh, how desperate have we become for a little more living space.
This full term child of earth's many revolutions
Is being birthed and loosed from Earth Mother's constitution.



Born full grown, this child called Life,
It no longer takes nourishment from Mother's earth, sea, or sky.
The cord now cut from earths limitations,
We now are free to explore God's many other dimensions.



Fueled and fed by the light of the Sun (Son)
Moving in harmony as God's only One
Now a child of the Universe
His full expression
.

Time-bound no more to be
For from such constraints we have been set free.
Explorers and creators of worlds to be
Finding Ourselves new in this Grand Unity.



Mother pushing us out
 Into the air of a brand new world
Leaving behind the close quarters
Of times' watery womb world.


Come breathe with me 
The rarified air of these higher heights.
For "before Zion has travailed 
I have seen her bring forth Life."