Sychronicity

Time After Time
Eva Cassidy

Synchronicity

One day in summer some years ago

I opened up my eyes

And saw that things were not what they seemed

To my wondering great surprise

I saw all things connected

I saw all things belonged

I saw all things were calibrated

And not made to work alone

The deja vus I'd always had

Were lanterns on the path

Showing me that my life could be

A product of divine math

Showing me that where I stood

Was where I was supposed to be

I began to see things others did not

Nor did they want to see

I saw the connections in all things

The flower, the bee, the bird

The sky, the sea, in you and me

Heard things I'd never heard

I saw that Time was a linear thing

That led unto an end

Events were planned to help the man

Finish tasks that God would send

Geometry in everything

Formulas to find

Ways to mend the broken things

Like the vase, the heart, the mind

Doors would open, doors would close

And old things would become new

I'd walk the same trail every day

Seeing falsity and true

And every day things appeared the same

Though in subtle ways they changed

And only opened eyes could see

That they'd been rearranged

I walked and talked, yet felt alone

Here in this world of blue

Until the day time did it's thing

And choreographed a dance with you

You'd always been there, I'd always been here

Though our paths had never crossed

And if the timing had been one minute off

Think of what we would have lost.

The golden mean* of our desire

Was our destined ground to meet

And yet our choices led us here

With God guiding our straying feet

It all works just like clockwork

When you find the rhythm's pulse

And you find the place where you belong

And do not the math, convulse 

Choices have their consequence

And destiny, it's sway

But it's up to us to open the door

That sends us on our way

I see syn-chronic measures

I feel syn-chronic beats

In life and limb, in her, in him

As they perform syn-chronic feats

And every synchronicity*

And every turn of the key

Every gear that runs the clock

Moves the now to history

And while the Time is linear

And we may not see, it's true

The past, the present, the future days

Are all one from God's eye view

And it's in His plan and in His hand

And yet in ours to make

A life worthwhile to share and love

If we'll just stay awake

It all works together

Like webs of silver threads

That can be seen by spirit sight

Not with eyes placed in our heads

I saw these things some time ago

But didn't know till now

That time could swerve within God's curve

And change my life somehow

Even though the plan was set

Even though it's cast

You found me in my present

Still residing in my past.

And time goes by so quickly now
Not like before I knew
For now I pray for one more day
To spend just loving you.

©by Voo

January 31, 2019

9:26 a.m.

Fibonacci spiral in everything

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 From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia. In ancient Greek philosophy, 

especially that of Aristotle,

 the golden mean or golden middle

 way is the desirable middle between two extremes, one of excess 

and the other of deficiency.

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• Synchronicity, the experience of two or more events that are 
• apparently causally unrelated or
•  unlikely to occur together
•  by chance, yet are experienced as occurring together in a 
• meaningful manner****

In orbital mechanics involving more than one body of mass the 

Golden Ratio is important 

as the most irrational number.

 This number keeps the universe from colliding into black holes and

 is thus very important to nature.