Acknowledgement’s Press

Acknowledgement’s press

Begins with conscience.

Do we hear it calling?

So close is it’s presence.

"A North American cereal plant that yields large grains or kernels set in rows on a cob.  It's many varieties yield numerous products highly valued for both humans and livestock.

“A North American cereal plant that yields large grains or kernels set in rows on a cob. It’s many varieties yield numerous products highly valued for both humans and livestock.”

A corn cob

In it’s cover,

Percolates an enthusiastic endeavor,

Not unlike,

A waxing overture.

And yet,

So is it’s fullness

In nature,

A food to nurture,

In time with

A beckoning whisper,

The light of life,

That which nestles the truth

Of our intentions…..

Do we hear the dictates

Of its moral standards?

Doesn’t it murmur,

“Where do we stand

In principles, ethics?”

Our conscience,

That which breathes,

“Tell me like it is,”

Qualms harking,

“Acknowledgement, press!”

Acknowledgment

Is not where we perceive

In astral’s spatial awareness!

“Acknowledgement,

Is in the flesh,”

Our conscience says.

Oh yes,

To believe

That one can acknowledge another

Or be acknowledged

By energetic intent,

Is comparable,

To a blast of wind,

Blowing through

A louver’s vent!

Here today,

Gone tomorrow,

“Gee,

Did I really perceive your gust?”

“Invisible you are, and gone so quick.”

Acknowledgement’s exchange

With another human,

Is face to face

In the flesh!

Good, bad, or indifferent,

It is.

And such recognition leads to

A burgeoning of respect

In the inner self’s presence.

We can,

Know where we stand within,

And with each other,

To and by our choice or not

To enter,

The communication

Of environment’s dress,

Simply because

We can know our own choice’s

Sentience,

On our platform

Of manifestation’s existence.

And….

Our conscience whispers,

“Acknowledgement’s press

Is our opening to step

Toward’s engaging

The excellence of love,

In the earth.

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