If God knows my thoughts
and I know my thoughts
I know their thoughts
Thought a lot about
our psychic hearts
Like a memorable imprint
gestations leave a mark
as the lingering arbitrary
we sift our stains
What touches the heart
penetrates the brain
God being all forms
of Life and Energy
in, above, around me
within, without, a love seed
a full tree, a spirit send in
deeds and dream weaves
2.2.15
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I thank you much, Joe
You’re welcome