IMOGEN’S SONG
Imogen at eighteen months
Had ideas no one could understand
She knew where she was bound
From Spirits who would speak to her
She also knew she would compose a song
A kid’s ditty
One day it would conquer all ages
Again the Spirits told her so
Her first five years she did not speak
She smiled so lovingly that some were wonderstruck
She seemed so odd
Mother and Dad were told to let things go
Spirits spoke to them
At six Imogen spoke like an adult
The entire neighborhood took note
She calmly said, “I will not go to school”
The Spirits told her parents that’s OK
At eight Imogen became social
She worked at home and wrote a lot of poems
Her father read her William Shakespeare
She fashioned stories with his meters
One day at nine the big change came
She woke and found it hard to walk
She lay in bed all smiles as usual
“I’ll get along” she said and so she did
Spirits helped her
They also helped her phrase some walking words
She thought of Shakespeare’s Kings
The loyalty most royalty inspired
The Spirits said
“Start with a strong prologue”
“Love Power” came to mind
And then “Love Energy”
“Those words!
“Prologue to everything” Spirits enthused
Imogen nodded
Then she thought
“What about those Kings?”
“Royalty, Loyalty”
Then she began to write her song
So she could walk upright
“Everyone is Royal”
“Royal what?”
She asked herself
Royal getting on my feet
Royal — a good frame of mind
A trifle grandiose
And then she had it
Royal Rising
Royal Rising!
Imogen said to herself
Love Power
Love Energy
Royal rising
Everyone is royal
So she thought
Everyone rises
So she knew
The next stage became very clear
Imogen was taking baby steps
She might rise like a Queen
But then
What would tide her on her way
She had never flown an airplane
But Spirits they flew everywhere
And they were safe and comfortable
She let that percolate
Love Power Love Energy
Royal Rising
The next words came soon
Boom
Freely Flying”
Yes that’s what they do
They think a destination and they’re there
Freely Flying
So it was.
Love Power
Love Energy
Royal Rising
Freely flying
Imogen had covered
Getting Started
Assuming Power
Traveling Triumphantly
But then what
What’s the climax
What happens
I’ve got it, she said
Happy
Happy what
Happy Landing
And there it was
A day or two passed
Imogen moved to a sitting position
At the edge of her bed
She slowly bent forward and said
Love Power
Then
Love Energy
Then she sat straight up
She felt her feet touching the floor
She said “Royal Rising” and stood
Yes, she felt her legs extending
She was up
A Royal feat
What next
Freedom
Motion
She said, “Freely Flying”
Then took a few steps easily
All the way to the end of the bed
Let’s have a climax
What might it be
I’ve got it
HAPPY LANDING
Oh!
She said it with joy
Then let herself fall
Sitting happily
She scooted back to where she started
She thought
This happiness is real and wonderful
If everyone said HAPPY LANDING every day
Why everyone would be much happier
And maybe laugh
And maybe feel some thanks
Day after day Imogen used these phrases
Day after day she moved along quite well
She thanked the Spirits
And she thanked the Universe
She lay back down each time and fluffed her pillows
Love Power she thought
Love Energy
What was the next step
A tune perhaps
She hummed away
Ro o o o yal Rising
Free ly Flying
Haaaa py Land ing
Each of the first words starts high up
Descending at the end
Then down up at the end
The phrases took on meaning
Love Power and Love Energy are guides
The very movers of the universe
Royal is an irony that now applies to all
And Rising is much more than getting up
It’s how all Souls end up back home
Freedom is the ideal state of all
Then joy and then accomplishment
HAPPY LANDING!
A universal statement.
Always a wondrous
A triumphant end
It would take a while to this done
But it would happen
It already has
END
