The mist of the glide,
to relinquish a playful stride.

From the rainfall,
the colony fell.

The ants didn't dwell.
The ants didn't rebel.

The ants simply gathered
the grains to rebuild again.

Excitement flares...
because I'm aware
my mission is already there.

Generals who lend
a helping hand.

We plant the seeds
and tend to the leaves.
We always leave
are dreams to be.
For a future
that leaves
a present for me...

This is a "Sea Song"
I cruise along
with passengers
to sing this song.

This poetry reaches me
like when the honey
gets sipped by the bees.

From the pieces of the puzzle
the plan is in a bubble.

I loosen the belt
and rejoice the help
from the cycles of her wealth
so we can both
enjoy the health.

Season her herbs,
with spicy words
she never herd.
I see her beauty in me
and sip on her tea.
Swimming in her vast what seems.
like a million miles of sea.

I love you "Mother Earth"
and all of your trees.

Expressing emotions that seems to me
like beautiful weeds.
In the crevice of the blossoming
the weeds all crowd around she.
The "Orchid Flower"
wearing a purple gown.
The spots of pink
and dotted purple.
This flower was sprouted
from organic fertile.

Eloquently known,
her identity is shown.
She's fine to be alone.
But she's never home alone.

She's not like the other flowers...
She only sips from the glass.
She's not like the other flowers.
She's in a different class.

No need for a fee,
to live in the trees.

The mist of the other side
To relinquish a playful stride.

I will stand to my feet
and rise above
what I think is tough.
I'm right above it looking up,
Ill spread my wings and soar above.

This water well washes away
all the things I dwell.

Where I can write my truth
colored in blue
and my mouth speaks it too.

The history is near me and the present is at my feet.

The thoughts of mine
often defy the gravity of try.

The collaborative community.
That brings together unity
To re-define and simplify.
The creative conscious divine.

I write it I won't fight it.
I will speak a thousand words in a single verse.

I don't need to open up,
my vent is cool enough.

We are the new goons.
who remix the world news.

My bones are wood
grounded and understood.

A priority
that I notice to be
A Vegan guide that gives context
I will provide...

A humble comply,
To re-define the way to survive.
That brings forth the core of the discussion that's in-course.
A determined passion, that interacts with a platform.

"I strive to be alive and only eat whats alive".

Welcome to the tour...

A circle to be, a rebuke that is key.
To question every conclusion that seems.
Like the answer to be.
I will question the soul
that never grows old.
And deplete to grow
into a weakness to show
an innocence that flows.

I will board this train
so that veganism remains.

A sacred line between
"Plants are Alive" and "Animals that Survive".

This stems from the vine
that reached the minds,
who went vegan in time.

A rise above the ground
to eat only plants and grains from the ground
and any fruit laying around.

This has been the talk of the town,
any voices around.
From any blogs I have found
to the speakers in bound.
The community around
Allow this
to be the map you have missed
to find a diet of bliss
that your taste buds don't miss.
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Random line: So, board this train so veganism remains.

Waking up to this passing time.
Tear off the dead skin.
Gain your green power within.

I want to remix the music biz
and change what music is.
Give sounds and emotions a twist.

This was written to this song:
Epic Uplifting Orchestral Music - Oblivion [Royalty Free Music]
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The moment passes by
the last line that creeps behind
moving forward is what I align,
to the very thing that keeps me alive.
What could it be?
a light that glows
a sight forever bold
a passion to be told -"keep going"

I venture the sky and to find out why.

Conscious light to reach the night
until the white is sound tonight.

I replaced the fright and inner fight
with a courageous world
and loving insight.

My mind is frozen and my body is awoken.

Wine or dine ill take your jacket so take your time

Secret vibes that
reached inside.
To find...
collective words
without an outline.

A light that blurrs a heart that turns, a vibrant thought into a vibrant world

I see a creative class...
where there's no class to teach the past.
No passing kids
for the fact
that they remembered all the facts.
No black and white
No stress to fight
the inner bliss of the creative kids.

A purple sky with a wild arise of planets that can fly,

The color of silence
so still to the two seeing eyes
and bold to the third.

My mind shapes the reality my hands cant create and my patience is the underlying sensation that lies between me and what my eye can see.
My feet lie beneath my stiff body standing strong because it knows I am too.
I felt as your love distracted my mouth so you can shove your soft smile into my eyes.
I want to ****** your heart with a hand full of tree parts so you
know I'm rooted.
Show you a sky so blue so you know how long I stretch.
I feel the rush that creeps inside.
Taking my body for a joyride.
I wanna ride your waves of love to
show me what its like to get hit by lightning.