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Thursday, March 28, 2013

The Place Beyond Dreams

These words came into my mind a while ago, I thought it is best suited as a poem.


The Place Beyond Dreams
Prashant Solomon


There is a place beyond dreams;
A place where we were born;
Where there is no space or time;
No yours or mine.

A place where we all belong;
Where we are all of light;
No sorrow, fear or pain;
To this place we all shall go again.

The place beyond dreams is where we were all born;
Descended from there upon this Earth we have;
Mistaken we are that Earth is our home;
We are but sojourners here.

Sent by our Father in Heaven to reap what we have sown before;
This place beyond dreams we visit again and again;
Between our trips to Earth - our temporary dwelling place;
Home we call it but it is not.

The place beyond dreams is where we were born;
Before time, beyond space;
That place we will see again but only after we finish this mission;
Arise, awake, do not sleep.

Back to our home we must go;
Full of love and light it is;
That world from which we have come;
God our father lives there - in that place beyond our dreams.

In my heart I can hear the music - the symphony of my dreams;
That sweet music that is calling me;
Once again to that same place beyond my dreams;
A music embedded in my soul, that has accompanied me on my course.

A journey I started long ago. How long ago?
I may never know;
I was made in that place beyond my dreams; 
In His image, my light was made and then sent away to learn.

This trip to Earth I do make, to grow in love and light;
Onwards I go and try my best, to do what is right;
Each one of you is from my home;
from the place beyond our dreams.

Sojourners all like myself;
Each one of you are;
Seeking, searching, learning things;
That we take back.

For God made us to experience things;
And become flesh for a while;
But our true selves are the light;
That is the current of our life.

Onwards, onwards we shall race;
But for those on Earth;
We have vanished without a trace;
For back to the place beyond our dreams we go.

No sorrow, fear or pain;
As long as we are there;
Until our Lord decides again;
For us to briefly say good-bye.

Then again we are in the flesh;
This time with a new face;
Onwards, onwards another race;
Then again we disappear without a trace.

Sojourners to this Earth we are;
To the place beyond dreams we will return;
Our home beyond time and space in the realms of love and light;
That land O my dear is where you and I were born.

Our true home it is, only forgotten we have;
Listen to the music embedded in your soul;
And memories will awake;
Remember, you are that, remember you are that.

I am you and you are me and we are that;
That which we call God - omniscient, omnipresent, omnipotent!
The place beyond our dreams beckons us all;
But there is work to do before we return.

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