Everywhere I AM,
sounds familiar?

Tis true,
for me,
and,
you.

Include Me,
in all you do,
this will bring,
Love unto you.

I AM a thought of concern,
a Fire in your heart to burn,
some silent words of the eyes,
that space between all your lies.

The scent of Me,
rules the air,
it fills the atoms,
of every square.

Save thy romance,
for the groom I AM,
make thy love,
to every Man.

So it is,
A Universal Kiss,
given to you,
from the Heavens of You.

What is Happiness?

Is it something I have?

Who are happy?

Is Happiness,
or am I to find it?

Must I search,
the valleys of confusion,
the streets of temptation,
the corners of the world,

and every leaf that falls?

Is it a lover?
A moment like the other?

Who knows the secret,
to tame the wild beast?

Tell those wandering,
or forever keep silent.

If you guide without a lamp,
how so shall thine words shine?

Me, you, waves in the blue.

The Ocean Is and so art you.
Happy we are when one and two,
are all together in the Ocean Blue.

Exhausted I am,
a need for rest,
this body it seems,
has need for more.

Days of sleep,
but I AM awake,
in a body,
that little can do.

Sleep O! Child!
Sleep away..

Woe to the thief,
who taketh by night,
he plunders wildly,
to rob the Gods.

He seeks to find,
a short way,
little effort,
if he may?

This is true,
he lives in you,
fixed upon gold,
he cares little.

He hides well,
difficult to find,
in the sewers,
of thy mind,
behind a smile,
that seems so kind.

He wants,
and craves,
he thirsts,
and starves,
troubled he is,
and how unkind;

you let him hunt,
where failure is,
you stop him not,
and look at him now?

Pearls and gems,
we all do seek,
only the few,
canst walk anew,
towards a goal,
that is so empty,
filled with love,
and O so plenty!

Be thou tender,
speak gently,
act kindly,
then I say,
deliverance is yours.

Be thou good,
affirm the truth,
lead with love,
disarm hate,
be awake,
then glory is yours.

Find the strength,
to overcome thyself,
be courageous,
you are not alone.

We know Beloved,
thy seeking heart,
those outbursts of,
a longing sigh.

Tis true,
We knoweth well;
forget not,
who We are.

O! Brother!
Daughter Supreme!
We ache with you,
in thy misty hour,
standing under,
like a warm bed.

Be you Beloved,
O! Be you...

O!

Hear Me,
be not afraid,
hurt I do not,
a water spring I AM.

Come hither,
Beloveds...

Sit,
here,
drink of Me,
rest thou,
unburden thyself,
cling not,
I AM free.

Partake of Me,
be Mine birds,
dip thine feathers,
dip thine feet,
sooth your mind,
this tired thing,
and find thy way,
to the spring I AM.

O!