some grow up with a spot to fill a title to live a for runner of things to come
sandalwood and jasmine turn tail and attack the senses of your mind as you just stand there and watch it go by
reflecting my Father brings light to the darken glass mirroring His love will be my home pass
i don’t know where they come from i don’t know where they are going they have a mind of their own they speak about UN-understandabl… i sometimes search for them
we were young as we walked through… the pearly golden gates scratching our head from the dandruff attack that we breathed in
as i place my hand in yours and we manipulate the dance floor at the museum the people stop
the tender curls of the leaves bring the gardener to his knees to touch the softness, stroking it… it’s not time dear to go into hidi… stay and splay your beauty more
what is the focus while the continuous diving off the plank is performed for art sake’s the seeping in as moths
the water paints blend as i try to share my oil with you, helping to keep your lamp bright, as the coming comes can i go with you
yellow flashing white laying brown reaching gray creeping blue floating
you know the softness just before… it turns to darkness before the li… so, one doesn’t like purple but pi… as if the flower petal just fell f… you see the light at the end, you…
he spoke to me once about a purple bubble - protecting as is the mustard seed hanging in a necklace - where did it go where did these emotions grow
the freeing of emotions how healing it can be filling the holes of the soul with the divine love –of GOD truth correcting error
the skin of the fruit peels the silver wrapper off of the kiss, as i place in your mouth —the melting seeds
the pieces fitting together the fear crowded out with truth flowing and emotions poured out can understand how the
