Movēre

It is sufficient to know that there is not a single important idea or view that does not possess historical antecedents. Ultimately they are all founded on primordial archetypal forms whose concreteness dates from a time when consciousness did not think, but only perceived.
C.G. Jung

…that same power, in ordinary people…
Intro/Spectrum

So, then, there you are: Paradoxically in the after, dead, yet more alive than you were, before, ever.
To see in that space at that time without any time nor space, you need not be incredibly clever.

The difficult work will be done, for on their own do the baby steps begin.
Stirred to life by…something, deep within.

You’ve done this before: crawled and rolled and squirmed along.
Unsure and unaware of this new reality which you now belong.

Learn, from your own infant life,
How to proceed in the darkness of death, without strife.

Something drove you then, moved you ahead with reckless abandon.
Nothing could keep you from chasing that shiny dragon.

You knew naught but that you were in love: breast and bottle and rattle and toy, blanket and basket and all those things stashed on a shelf high above.

Mommy and Daddy and those that entertained.
Set in motion you were, by the love that rained [reigned].

All tumbles and scrapes and newborn fears,
Wiped away quickly alongside those salty baby tears.

On you progressed, further into the light.
Taking hold of and tasting all that which were previously hidden by night.

So shall you do, what you’ve already done.
A moment of clarity revealing to you what had so long ago begun.

Laughing and giggling and tickled by the gentlest of breeze.
Love will, as before, guide you after, through the abyss ahead, with ease.

Surrender you surely will, to the process underway.
Just as you did once upon a time when it was called: play.

Fun and games and silly faces.
What comes next will put you through the necessary paces.

Grow you will, maturation will come when you’re ready.
That moment you feel yourself firm and steady.

What has motivated us always, shall continue to be.
Set in motion by love, do we seek to be free.

It has always been so, therefore naturally it will forever remain.
That love is the force of life itself, regardless of its pain.

As before, the after will show…
You needed, never, any instruction to grow.

You shall be then what you’ve been from the start.
With awareness of it all, do you play your part.

Steps then skips and jumps turn to run.
Love will, always, push and pull you into the fun.

Let it be, let it be, let it be…what it is, weightless and soaring like that of the dove.
For in the end as in the beginning, it’s all done for love.

The simplest and first, feeling of that which you knew,
A love, for all that has been done for, you.

Move along now little one, for death is not the end.
Know that in the dark, the light of love will inspire you,
—to begin once again.

Oh, my love, just wait
I’m coming back with brighter days
Let It Be For Love