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Jan 2022
there is only dreams
and illusive delusional imagery
i want to see only clear white screens
nothing can stop what’s coming
if you speak
say it straight and
clear as ice cubes
you can make it so
abundance is what you are
beauty arises from your form
your being is drenched in peace
joy bubbles from your inner essence
you’re not any more or less
than you ever were
Ha – la – ya ya ha
all fun and joyous play
full of games you never allowed yourself to play
play with building blocks of
loving kindness and tender mercies
***** only skyscrapers of peaceful bliss
you awaken to find the self
you always knew
but thought was lost
right at home
oh heaven!
this bluest translucent heaven!
how could I ever ask for more
10.22.2021
Billie Marie
Written by
Billie Marie  46/F/Chicago
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