I was The Star Maker and never lived in dark, My thoughts had veiled the truth, the eternal spark.
The flowers bloom and the rainbow heals, Warm sensation of nurture my body feels...
There is nothing veiled in society now, Nothing in the world of form to bow; For we felt bliss and saw free range, For we saw true love without change.
One day tears of deep expression in your eyes, They made me turn and see through my own lies...
Corruption and illness breeds in the illusion, The common man celebrates the pollution, They lack truth and love to create beauty, But the wise man by self-love knows his duty.
"A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous." ~ Ingrid Bergman; Swedish actress.
The Winged Spirit in the midst of pain and turmoil, Ready to advocate truth and all men's suffering foil. My losses were then met with wisdom and true heart, My fear and anger, misery and frustration had part.
This is extremely bizarre in its simplicity and I know, But my new world of beauty did not have a foe; Swimming with nature was a love expression, My mind and heart united suddenly in connection
I then overcame my self-destruction, I did not allow my ego to be an obstruction.
The flaming spirit Convoluted and confused my thoughts became when my eyes fell Upon the form of the beautiful and majestic mare. In front of me after I had awoken myself it was presented, The intense color, the magnetic energy, the heavenly scented. It took away my worries and fears as it reminded me… Continue reading What is it…??