The Revival of the Spirit

I dream about that forgotten land of beauty, where the spirit lives free. I dream about the flying and singing spirit meeting the Sun and shining with pure Light. I Love those forgotten woods full of sounds, colours, magic and wisdom, telling legends and whispering to the heart...nothing is lost, spirit can never end, spirit is phoenix ...being born from his ash to live forever and heal with pure Love and Light. Sadness, loneliness, pain, suffering , tears turned into prayer, the prayer touched the strings of the heart violin and sang, called for help, the help brought Light and all the sadness, loneliness, pain, suffering and  tears became gemstones shining with different colours of Light, they turned into our wisdom and we could see who we really are...Free Spirits of Light .We are going up there to our forgotten land of beauty, our old new home..we are coming back, thank you , dear Brothers and Sisters from the Stars! We Love You !!!
Namaste