As dew upon flower, so love. Confirms we're not alone, morning reminder. Just inkling big picture, more coming. Rainstorms of mass renewal, soul replenished. ♥
Gentle is the walk, of one trusting. That even in dark, all not lost. ♥
Vessels for filling, what made of. Being of substance, that's my choice. Sometimes fall short, exposed to pollution. Open to chaos, on road lost. During these times, important to empty. Start over again, repair the damage. Love's beauty reclaim, shimmering essence shine. ♥
Been said re-inventing myself, not so, now letting myself out. Taking in the Universe, breathing in, what has to give. ♥
Cup of love, drink of. Pass it on, share plenty. That all nourished, continually refreshed. ♥
Creation continues, never stopped. Manifests again, every thought. Knowing this, proceed accordingly. ♥
Seek the lightness of LIGHT, vapor of delight. That heaviness no longer lingers, around your heart. ♥
Love does for others, what would do for self, if but love truly and deeply. ♥
Even truth gets twisted when walking the road called agenda. ♥
Busi-Ness runs us in circles, get dizzy with success, later crash with emptiness. Time to stand solid in UNITY and be ONE. ♥
What pours out can be wine or venom, depending on what fermenting deep inside as time passes.
Crowned the mountain purity of snow. Crowned the cactus fired blossoms glow. Crowned the bird feathers fanning love. Crowned man's heart who humbles, so none fall. ♥
Spoken in unison, that more might hear, feel the sincerity. Spoken with passion, that more might believe, be ready receive. Spoken amongst silence, that more might trust, meant for them. Spoken in now, that more might understand, none left out. ♥
Relief not earned, lifting of weight, fears and stress, which none deserve. Comes from desire, demolishing of pain, out of gentleness, softness of intent. Clearing the path, which all trod, accomplished without judgment, willingness go first. <3
Late in attending to myself, tripped on way, stopping to berate, ready to blame others for my condition. Until the day finally realized, into my life, they did come, so I could see my imperfections. Now to focus on correction, that I might, better serve others, manifest a world of pure love. ♥
The door thought locked, through which could not pass. On the other side, all that heart could desire. Did whimper and cry, grew more angry and bitter. Starting snapping anything moved, feeling my pain give others. Was in a cell, strictly of my own creation. Lunged at the door, with relentless determination break through. Little did I know, only had to pull not push. The door never locked, only my mind within its illusion. ♥
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