Holding myself to myself I see no one knows all of me I’ve dealt in a cocoon My worth known to who 5.4.15
Tag: Consciousness
Worry About The World Inside Of You
Directing intent to solitary confinement Scared of bubbles penetrated My time’s spent in a cocoon No room for intruders A hermit of passion Your thoughts don’t get through it 5.4.15
I Only Wish To Whisper Good
Can you hear this? Of course I can ~ Can you channel kiss? Why certainly ~ Of depth and plan How about hydrate Is your conscious clear Can your aura steer a good hyper dose of magic correlation ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ Music of the spheres ~ * ~ *…
Finding The Divine Timing
Time is wrong, to time is to delay Time doesn’t have a memory code, ok The age of the House is related, you see Time is just another mystery contained in age, really What is related is born again in time Do I need to bring anything else home, alright 5.19.15
No Cloud In Her Thoughts
Who ever came up with “when it rains, it pours” Like Murphy’s law it teeters, it saws I really relate to heartache and drone Still on the other spectrum Life’s beauty is strong I see each part, a vital piece to peace within, because you appreciate the win when you stand in the rain heart…
I Stand Within You
Epic monument and A case filled prominent Ensures a blissful reduction A chaotic instruction All aligned with the Magic of mine So connected to the will of the Divine All consuming and free An imparted host of dreams To awaken the ill fashion To enliven the dead casket 4.11.14
I’ve Been Running Away From Myself Because It’s Hard To Face Something So Real
Scared to see face the me of reality I couldn’t so you see I witnessed an unfolding of I am Into a greater portion of I can I finally found there was no way out but in Receding in a nut pearl skin 2.26.15
The Joy In Finding That Silver Line
The silver thread that lines the needle rips my worldly dreams apart like marrow Don’t you see I’m from another space a different time, some other place I come to grace this world anew With heaven’s will manifesting true, the view, the tune Subtle waves of clarity rule, they govern my life and calm my…
Open Scenes, Open Dreams
Possibles and open scenes are the only realm in which I dream I mean I look to the sky each cloud rides by I sense a destination so high can’t track in miles Probables and parables I write to ensure I meet a time where fate aligns a tribe Within my search I find hopeful…
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