Forgotten Knowledge [1]

There is a hole in the wall of a mountain.  It is covered by a waterfall.  Within the hole of the waterfall, there are gifts from the Ancients. This is not a mystery; it's forgotten knowledge.

 

The water falls from the side of the mountain,

The gifts from old, are contained inside of the fountain.

 

There is knowledge, Wisdom, and stories that shall be ever told,

And, yes, there IS a source of infinite gold.

 

The god/goddesses are the keepers of this land,

It's only for the meek; the treasures shall fill THIER hand.

 

Oh, on that grand day the world shall behold,

Forever, together, our story shall be told.

 

The Children of the Sun, the Love of the God of Truth,

We shall all stand together, under the Rainbow Lit Roof.

 

We shall sing, we shall dance, we shall play in the water,

Yes, US,  WE ARE thier earthly sons and daughters.

 

Is this real, or, just a figment of my imagination,

Will you join me, in the unity of THIS sensation?

 

If you only believe the codes that they sent,

You won't give a hoot bout Ole Saint Nick.

 

While together we decide what is best to do with the treasure,

It's for the generations to come, and not some rich minds pleasure.

 

It's to build, to bind up, to make this world anew,

I AM asking you to join me, I AM in need of a crew.

 

So, Nageetah ask you

"Oh, what will you do?"

 

Believe in this dream, that's soon to be real,

Or will you accept the illusions version, thats NOT the true deal?

 

You decide.

 

Love Geeta

 

"gold can be any substance for the substaining of life."