Awaiting Cosmic Grace

This Sacred Verse is a spoken word poem that is a spiritual reflection exploring the yearning to see what is already felt—the presence of higher beings, ancient intelligence, and spiritual connection beyond the veil. Weaving wonder with doubt, Earth mysteries with soul memory, it holds the tension between visible reality and deep inner knowing. An exploration of faith, contact, and the expanding edge of human consciousness. For the mystics and skywatchers and UFO believers.

Background sounds of chimes, drumming and gentle 432hz music.

Transcript

Hi.

Welcome to Sacred Verse.

I invite you to simply receive it.

Close your eyes.

Sit back.

Maybe put your feet up.

And allow the words,

The sounds,

The rhymes,

And the stories to simply,

Softly,

Land like a leaf on a pond.

I look up at the sky and expect to see something magical appearing before me.

A craft or an orb.

Maybe even an angel.

I'm surprised to see nothing.

Yet I know my mind is stable.

I can feel them,

I think.

The knowing is strong.

I don't believe what I see.

My eyes are wrong.

I wish upon a star and I patiently wait for my eyes to see truth and end the debate.

Do you live in the oceans?

Way down deep in the sea?

Since the dawn of time?

Part of Earth's destiny?

Or do you live in the mountains?

Are you an ancient race that arrived here a millennium ago from far off in space?

Or are you at the helm of this simulation we call living?

With these bodies and minds trapping true knowledge of existing.

Or maybe Earth is a zoo.

A grand experiment or project.

Watching us and studying us.

From our own selves you protect.

There is something spiritual afoot.

My consciousness expands.

There is growth and evolution my soul understands.

Who is this soul?

The me who has no name.

That survives physical death.

That sees the whole game.

There is a connection between these beings I can't see and my soul that I know.

This is the key.

The more I expand my consciousness unbound beyond body time and space true reality is found.

At this moment though it's all about faith.

True knowledge still caged.

I await cosmic grace to arrive in my lifetime to confirm what I feel that proves once and for all that these beings are real.