Over two years ago I wrote this poem... looking back at it now I see its resonance with the present topic of 'earth changes':
An early dawn rises after a dark night,
just as our own personal djinns are purged
through effort into a new cleansed state.
So too will the world soul be plunged into its
own infernal chaos before light is drawn from
its well of deep reserves and a new epoch
is created from the ashes of a long history of
struggle and strife. Everything will know itself
in order to pass beyond its own weakness.
In the end it is a great plan, a great love.
A wonderful human, divine purpose.
Let it come down.
This morning my copy of The Mystery of 2012: Predictions, Prophecies and Possibilities arrived - looks like a great read.....