A sound young poem with no levers or leavers to get home Still a beautiful wondering poem
Tag: Divine
Pulled Out Everything
I just pulled out everything You don’t need anything else
Blue Lights In Heaven
I just look to the Bird, that exquisite Blue Up from Blue Feet in Heaven They will show you Hear the beautiful Voice What more could a Feet capture? Blue Lights in Heaven will rapture
Vision: empty left hand ~ right hand bird