The Artist Path Is Purple

a Universal Love with a correct composition it’s so extreme ~ it’s so intense still breathing just as casually this is a mathematically based system of solutions a vast timing pot where I always bring some new sketches the symbiosis of a compatible attraction weaves an herbal ~verbal circle~ the Artist path is purple as for you…

So Mad In Mystery

Make Way Your Treasure Path to Me Flight of Inquiry Weight of Mysterious = Wings of a Sting So Mad in Mystery

Universal Fame

The most beautiful words I have ever read Were floating amidst My thoughts in my bed Although asleep My heart enfolded Irreplaceable treasure For my soul to keep For to share in this Universe’s fame Is to glorify the One Who entitled this wave

The Dual Nature of Grace

The power of Kripa has overtaken me It has swept me in the current of unknown territories In this space I should renounce Any fear I held, even an ounce For I know the Universe is infinitely supporting me This current of debris Was to awaken the sight that was blinding me So now I…

Lock Holds a Key

The flush of the rush Has just surfaced shore That exact moment We shared Strung on the same chord I know you felt it As did I This curtain is transparent To the invisible eye We sow the Universe’s seed Of a heart centered mind We are the universe in theory We are effervescent in time

Remembrance

This is the appointed time The time when prophetic weavings Overrule the ritualistic mind Where we are free to set sail Where dogmatic instillings are derailed A place we are whole, immersed in peace A great resting place for our soul to keep To remember this has always been Is to open up, release and…

Rainbow Warrior

Dreams, visions, insights, manifestations… expressions of our hearts deepest longing. The knowing of our soul and the dynasty that it holds. This portal into another realm, a realm that is completely real and indefinitely present. Available to those who fervently believe in this linear world and ethereal entities, a cosmos that is one in the…

Ether

Where the clouds hang low So we can reach the creative flow Beyond what is told So we can unfold ancient know The light between sight and sound Holding what is mysteriously profound

Infinite

When you feel like you should do something you probably should because when you miss a moment it is gone for good. Just as no passing cloud will ever be duplicated, no sunset can set the same, no tree is identical to another, no wind will produce the same current. A boundless sea of stories…