Though we whisper deep
Heaven’s loud of speech
We call you fair and unified
Your pulse we carry to the sky
This element’s born
~This truth can fly~
This is your throne of design
Mirrored in the sky
A deeper call Can you hear the Angels?Though we whisper deep
Heaven’s loud of speech
We call you fair and unified
Your pulse we carry to the sky
This element’s born
~This truth can fly~
This is your throne of design
Mirrored in the sky
A deeper call Can you hear the Angels?I see it
A stage, a brick wall behind you
There should be 3 spotlights when you speak
You bring strength to the weak
11.20.15 {JR}
I’ve been there before
Can I go there again
Explore what’s in my mind
Refresh it as it’s always been
Amazing sky rise views
Alive any point I choose
Please lift my gaze back to
this unique inspiring place
Call this home,
a vacation, a throne
My soul’s seat,
complete and
at ease
5.7.14
My Redeemer’s vision
Of intense provision
Guides my heart to the edge of this world
It takes me to the ledge
And in turn this I grasp
That every beauty has its day
When a sensation of uneasiness blew its way
This is the way of the four corners of this earth
Truly waiting until the day that Everlasting gives birth
So until this day, in my heart I will raise
A petition for praise
And an epic redemption
Laced with the title of completion
This heaviness holds a key
to free the attachments I’ve created inside of me
If I stand true, emerge and relinquish the bitter seed
the blossoming beauty will overtake my desire of greed
Do not feed the crippling stench
there is absolutely no merit to be quenched
Our calcified vessels will expand and receive
when the choice is made to withstand naivety
Our sight is measured by the quality of sound
the tone of your heart, your inner background
The awakening takes place in the depth of the heat
this is the cave where our spirit retreats
the engraved resting space of our inner deity
In the silence of the storm is where this occurs
while the peace to be won has always been yours
Make your mark in the sand
you never know quite where you’ll land
Look out into the depth of the sea
that is how open, on-going and wide the possibilities may be
It took some time to realize but the choice is mine
to run and hide or dance and sing
the expectancy of what tomorrow may bring
The sea storms come weather or not
life is measured
by the structure of your shelter
your inner fortress
which will shield you from impending forces
Break free and look out into the sea
the options are as endless and vivid as a lucid dream
It is a moment such as this
when I realize all I have missed
Though I kept a straight face
I was dying inside
to tell you how much I hate
What time has done between us
the plea I have to heal this
and our once sisterly bond
the kind only sisters can make
the one we shared all along
If I could go back in time
I would surely rewind
my thoughts, my actions, my speech
though I was under the impression
I had so much to teach
and at the time it seemed so true
to confess what I felt I knew
Yet what I have grasped
now looking back
is that right or wrong
none of us deserved that
The impending judgement
that had hastily been spent
over futile disputes
now our bond has been skewed
I only wish for us both to see
learn and respect
how this dilemma should teach
how to carry on despite of calamity
how to move past the discomfort
of self imposed insanity
Thankfully, Father Time heals all scars
I know one day we will merge our hearts
My integrity will not wane in the midst of this pain
It is only temporary
I need no one to explain
I understand this is how life goes
The highs and the lows
Revealing our strength to grow
Although today seems a pressing matter
Know that when you look back it will remain a distant laughter
In the midst I find my solace
There is something mysterious happening inside
As the magic and the wonder and the passion set fire
More than meets the eye if you were to see
More of an inner guide sessioning
I speak of what I know to feel
This type of feel is impressing and real
As I have heard in the Spirit
And claiming that sort of paradox
Is simply too much, I ought to stop
Getting back to my original intention
I long to kneel, fly and kiss the sky
And I sense as though I have just arrived
I am starting to see the beauty of the flow
what really matters and how life is suppose to go
What is important and what is obsolete
what holds true value and what carries ultimate peace
These materialistic items in the way
remove the heartfelt sense of praise
That is innately intertwined
to our spirits
so divine
That we have forgotten our own birthright
to this immeasurable beam of light
That is always within and without
it takes a willingness to arouse
To release this cloud of doubt
this weight of shame
this cold and rainy enigma of pain
It is rare yet attainable and sweet
this dualistic flow of realistic grace
this taste of a heavenly aim