Reflections on the Pioneer Conference
Like a beacon in the night,
fending off the menacing fright,
they rose as a beam of light,
the crones of the circle of wisdom.
I was drawn in with an evolved man
who never was afraid to make a stand.
his innocent smile preceded his extended hand,
a sage exuding a theory of wisdom.
A vortex of spiritual energy enveloped with love
to ring the bell and talk like a holy dove,
who says divinity is a long distance above?
the truth awakes and shines through with wisdom.
In the city of the house of the rising sun,
known for its excesses and profane fun,
I came to perform some service and hope it was done,
inspired by the crones and sage of wisdom.