YAHWEH. Forgiveness temple. Yellow clouds, letting lip. Focusing horizon, brink up of an eyelid. Look up into yourself. Love lavish in the plain mind, retell us your dreams, these morning birds sing. Friend whom I’ve loved like no other, O unconditional, O unrational, O help me in provisions of taste to your full expression of living now, forever is my prerogative.
She then fell hard, so I laid on the wet earth floor with her and i gave us water and flowers, and she loved me and she left me to lonely company again. Still God was and is and will be with me. They genius'd the image, had the sistine chapel minus the ceiling, it felt fresh, open, ready. They in my dreams like to seem like people i knew though with the utmost of their quality.
Already springs brought many green leaves, the bees, the flowers, the birds flutter fragrant with respect to the fertile earth. Might we abide in active hope now. Who is bettering all time in investing in their time. Today is what we have. Who you can be today, that is who i wish would be given into. Into forever peace, smooth muscles laid like rolling green hills in a hot morning mist, my hands like the ocean’s waves. Pull back the tide, let the conscious sands stand with the people, beach umbrellas and the warm dayglow of the sun on our cheeks, talking our perfect politic; while the interior politic’s wash, endless ocean in my veins, the rose to the surface of skinny waters, shoot up the atmosphere, instantly heavenly. And who could refrain their calm directed contemplation to the Lord who is from everlasting to everlasting, always lasting through human perception. In the red cheeks of hummingbirds, patterns on the woodpecker, no thing can hold back the connection flow, so wheresoever you go, whoever you meet, whenever the time, let the humanly give in with the giving divine. Receiving all worlds in just one apparent world. One line can make a whole journal, can take us past our own selves and wholly ourselves into the self which shares us all, helps us all, makes rich in wonder, in light, in life forever for us all. We are all a people together, harmony brilliance, bespoken into the becomings of life everlasting today, give in I say. Keep the love, let truth, let love, let life, love YAHWEH.
When Spirit trains ride through, blaring an unspoken silence, settled by the misty oranges and loose turning overture, the bells will ring, the voices they sing, people glisten and gleam in the black ride. Find us from otherside, here and there, over love, under love, in love. We are passing the wish.