Coronation

This poem is dedicated to Dhirendra Soneji who introduced the Ringing Cedars books to me.

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Coronation

I knew one day you would return

I let you go after your father left

for he wanted you to find him within.

I tried to comfort you

but it wasn't to be

I cried a thousand tears unseen.

They turned to ice, then flowed to sea

flooding all that was to see.

You're my son and I let you go

I knew one day you would return.

Can you imagine a love like that?

You tell your child

do this, don't do this

be that, don't be that

go this way, don't go there
careful, or you will fall.
Knowing not
every fall is a lesson to rise.

I love you so much I let you be.

Can you imagine a love like that?

Perfect just the way you are

yet you forgot and went in search

to find outside what you had within.

But that was the way it was to be.

You moved mountains, cleared forests

built empires, cities and conglomerates

and invented a million other things.

Searching all the while

to find outside what you had within.

In the image of your father

you are meant to be.

Forgetting me and your lineage too

you sought meaning inside walls

in things and pleasures

wars and conquests

and mental castles of the inflated 'me'.

Ignoring the beauty

and perfection all around

disconnected, uprooted, separated

you stumbled, plundered and believed

that suffering was the way to be.

A tree in bloom is still a tree in bloom

if you sever a branch away.

A mountain lets you make way

and a flower plucked is happy still

to adorn your house every day.

The air will take in all you give

and ocean will sink or float

every little trinket or toy you once loved.

A river dammed forgives.

Can you imagine a love like that?

You looked for your father everywhere.

You built temples and bowed inside

always seeking him outside.

Yet he lives within and so do I

for how can it be otherwise.

You're my son and I let you go

I knew one day you would return.

And then yesterday, after all these years

I heard you call my name.

As if waking from a slumber

still not awake yet you are astir

'cause in your dream you planted a seed

taking it from your mouth you sowed it deep.

Oh, how I waited for your touch.

What a dream, it is magnificent much

full of magic, aspiration and new creation.

I beamed with joy as I always knew

my prodigal son is to return anew.

For this was planned before you were born

designed this way it was by You.

My doors are open as they've always been

but in sorrow you remember what you've lost.

In dirt, you seek a cleansing.

You shall have all that you seek

now that you've learned to dream.

A thorough cleansing it will be

for there is a higher purpose to be served.

It's time for my son to come home a prince

and to find what is truly his -

a crown, for he is now a king!

Yours is the earth my son

the stars above are home

and if you wish to dream a star anew

spiral into existence it would.

For you have discovered eternity

joy as the purpose is yours to be.

And so it is.

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Manu Sharma

Eternity Family Farm,

Near Nangal Dam, Punjab, India

3:50 AM, 04/04/2020

UPDATE 16-Apr 2020: 
Inspired by living sentience of earth channelled by Pepper Lewis. 
To learn more about Pepper, see a Foreword by Lee Carroll to one of her books.
Also inspired by the teachings of Anastasia, Kryon, The Urantia Book, and Lyssa Royal Holt.
Title is borrowed from a recent essay on coronavirus by Charles Eisenstein.
Image: Eric Laforgue @ Jizan Province, Addayer, Saudi Arabia.

See also, my post on the Coronavirus Pandemic
A Grand Design: Pandemic of Benevolence