I'm yet done finding Me
The search wades through Eternity
Luckily,  I've got your number
Exact coordinates and geometry
Is it the symmetry or dimensionality
that makes the majik seem just right?

In our little corner, the whirling dervish dance makes us 4th, including the Sun.
If we claim a Solar System, why not include the Sun, after all our daze have come.

From what we collectively perceive, the four dimensions let it be. Wrapping up a poignant point~pyramid mythology.

This subject being deep and vast, I'd prefer to leave it where it's at. Doesn't mean I won't come back...remember,  I've got your *number.

There are those truly Wrenching, Heartwarming Moments where I Die a Little Death.

I'm not always smoothly gliding along
At times the Tempest catches my wings in it's Turbulence
I'm accommodating to these warring winds giving in to flip, flop, spin, drop until a pocket opens up to relieve me.

I'll plan for descent when I feel to weary for the sky's macabre mood
To find a perch protected with plentiful foliage, embrace the day on level ground calling out to find another near who would like to share my company.

We could look upon the Earthen grounds, take interest in the World around, listening to all the sounds, add our Voice to the Symphony if so inclined to join in.

My Call has gone unanswered as of yet, my Thoughts have wandered off to other things, wait the day, take a rest, for when the hour comes to find the Sky has calmed~My Wings will shake away the dust of stillness, rising in the calm resistance of Air and Wing, working perfectly together, gracefully assisting my Flight's Ascendance.

You know what I've been fantasizing about around my projectory...besides some stimulating evening entertainment...I like the art of BellyDance. It's sensuous and extreme mastery of smooth kundalini up and around the body.
Yeah, right...I know.
No, but seriously, imagine man, our own Island. Yeah, our Own Island. The Crew would celebrate the SkyClad Moon around a wood fire, the tribal drum patterns interlacing trading Ecstasies of rhythm beat into our hearts coherent waves generating yes by us, through us, into the night's Enchanted Moon. 
Oh she and her seductive powers moving tidal waves into the hours splash crash and receding just to come back for more. You Know What this is about you know what it stands for
yeah, and if we want to bring it into our human sexuality, mating powers, let's trade energies why not talk our bodies into majesty
~ see what happens• usually magic from my memory I like magic I like cosmic kinds of bliss in exchange for a mystical talk with God~ Lets work it out. Of man & ladies ...you know, all the crazies, no end to the amount of this kind of party. let's make the magic happen this doesn't have to stay imagination I know how it manifest and if you have questions come see we will figure out the rest ...
imagine

Where my heart has once been broken,
it has always been...
the cracks in the pavement have served well
to place a mirror...

Where my mind has been lost before,
it has been found again...
my thoughts have burst forth with
wildflower, and with seed
they have been sown...

Where before my soul has taken flight,
before this time even,
it has flown...

We are given to know destiny
and with fate we are thrown...

But in every image lies a backdrop
which we have drawn...
known and unknown,
it is ours, in the promise of living...

In this life, we are brought into circumstance,
to prevail...

We are each Warriors,
in every sense of the Way...
We have each chosen to lose and to gain,
Purposefully...

We are Spirit animated for today...
and every day, again and again
We come back...
Always on our Way...

Beware: a cautionary tale~*

Is this for you a madness true?
We must find out, do not kick or shout~
Let's let the madness descend....

Realer than the realest scream shrieking into your left and out your right.
It begins quite innocent, your mind's descent still lowly you go in the acrid stench.
Your sensitivities perk and sizzle then pummel down to a grizzly pulp.
Your eyes begin to cry a milky film, a sick white goo for which to see through as objects appear like silhouettes.
Outlines are faceless, places are nameless ~
a ghastly ghostly hollow view.

The horror begins to penetrate your skin, tightens around your brittle spine ~ magnetizing your jello brain, your texture has now become insane. Yet lower and lower you let yourself go, you've left behind everything that you know and crept in its place a circus freak show.

You surely would scream for help but the echoes are piercing your hollow shell in which you dwell grows a thickly and prickly personal hell ~ hardens to form your prison.

This story is cautionary, be very weary and please do not go to this lowly low.
It's not so enticing but rather its frightening now that you know how this gruesome ride goes.

All beware and please take care.

If you're a popper, I'm a bomber
If you're a romp & runner
I'm boomerang & banger

If You're a hot in the sacker
I'm a leather Queen, *** Smacker

But, seriously, En Scene, Cut, Shows Over, Curtain Call

Not one of these Scenarios Describes Anything appealing

Nor Aligned with my Temple of Love, This is Holy Sanctuary,

This is Holistic Prayer, the Ectomorph in Ecstasy.

Body Electric, Full Sense *******
My Mystical ******* is my Body's Prayer to God

I have been under Reconstruction, well, more like renovation with a few new  upgrades...Much Earned.

Since This was a Special Deal and about time I hadn't really thought about the little intricate moments when you take great joy that your Central Heating is running so much quieter and You can't believe  what a difference it's made, or how the new Marble Top in the Kitchen is just so nice to use and at noon it catches the mid day sun so perfectly.  The pipes are are back in order and you can't get over how beautiful the front yard looks with the new trees and lighting concept, blah, blah & blah..
This was only Analogy
Really, All Renovation & Upgrades have been on my other home, Got a few special treatments...Much Earned.  
A couple examples I Will share...
So, I have noticed for the past week, My skin and face have noticeably tightened, smooth and brighter than the lights in my room....
Not showing off...or indulging in Self flattery, That's not my reason for Sharing..., so  I will tie it all up with a blueberry bow...
It has a good deal to do with environmental change.

Other fun thing is my morning moods are totally different. I'm up with sunrise, singing and dancing around, cracking jokes and not needing Coffee, that's humorous in It's Oddity alone.  
Last but not least, I got blindsided by an unexpected Powerful electricity current so stunning when I looked up at the person who had approached.  I mean this was high Voltage Energy Current, sending Very Clear Signal Communication. It was Mutual and Most Amazing, I got butterflies  in my tummy yesterday and energy level was flying  

I've not had this deep connection to Anybody for 9 years...heart and soul were out of order.....But today, I confirmed at least they were not broken beyond repair, my Heart's transmission must have kicked in and it Revved real good...my soul glowed brighter, the light bulb still worked...must have been a power surge correcting the circuitry.  
I Felt Human Today, Human Emotions that had been latent....and forgotten.
Yea!!!

...so therein
           within flys
my Wonder-vaulted
           Focus

I return the Call to my Attention
              ~single-pointed~
Hocus~Pocus

...­and it is Here, My Dear
           that I could
care to dare to bare the Stare
           from where
the Heart-Center feels so
                  Aware

I close the windows of my Soul
            to Open wide the
Doors inside
            for Me to See
my Hopes and Dreams

Of lapping tides
      Breathing
rhythm like
      Symphonies
            
                  this Be my Sight
        Everywhere and all Around

Beyond the old, into the New

with
  Wonder-vaulted
      Focus

             ...*I search for You

Just another soft spot to bump a thump for a thud that this time finally, proudly could be the long awaited announcement I'd been searching for.  

A deep and heavy voice boomed in reply, "I am Hollow, how's all abouts the Do for you today my dear?"
I was slightly taken aback by the fine display of manners.
"Oh,me oh my! So deeply obliged, you took a stop with a thought to ask so when I say, don't act surprised."

Since I surely had indeed been the party calling person, I'd better fancy making proper telling of my Name. But before I did me muster up some suiting gumption for a gab , I heard the haunting husk of a raspy kind of gasp, it was Hollow keen to ask me, "have You come about the Shaft?"

I excitedly replied,  "I've been busy bumping thumping thuds all across the Land hoping I would hear a hollow kind of thud coming from the Desert Sands."
But, oh my goodness if I truly thumped my thud in the mud, I wondered must I then descend down that deeply dark and doozy kind of danger way below?

Then it appeared out of nowhere!! I had the Magic Answer in a sing along song with a pocket tight rhythm gots me dancing and a'singing, "There's a piece of a part of the seat of my soul that's awaiting my return at the bottom of this hole. And as I do recall, it was surely you with your haunting Hollow tune and endless droning echo that reverberated my vertebrae so long ago, and so much so that I lost a litte piece of my Soul."

With one final question that I had left to pop, "Is it still with you at the bottom of that drop?? Cause, I've got a grand idea that will bring It to the top. It's a funky fly vibration called Acoustic Levitation!!"

So, I cheered up and down as I swung myself around in a turn to tell to Hollow, "When you kindly wind your voice up the scale from lowest note to high, then my piece of soul will riseth, it will hear my gladdened cry."
It shall float atop the soul note that IS perfectly wrote just for me and my Soul's harmony. It's been such the perfect ending, All's happy and together, at last finally!!!!!!

So never stop bumping for the thump and the thud that is you cause it's really out there somewhere and it's asking, what to do!!!!

A walk upon the waters; nigh
Shalt not split thy vein
Lest furtive glances; sigh
To bear upon His Name.

What twills apart my Being
Must extricate a feeling
Is truly trying triumph
For brew upon the brow.

If moorings mast is cracking
then ****** upon the wind
for deeper trust be lacking
my Bow I must rescind.

a Keeper of her stables
should roll up bales of hay
a Reader of her Fables
would wish to port her Bay

Make for meager living
In a time as starkly stout
To climb upon the mountain
Into the tempest, Shout!!

Glorious Procession!
Stampede Proud and Mighty!
Gale~Wind Force could not stop this forward progression, such determination is note~worthy!

Under the Canopy of Tree Leaves, We watch from afar, silently a-gasp, still in silence, We watch the March of Structured Beings not of this Place and Time.
We know of our Elements and call it Home. We know of our common companions, our neighbors and friends as they too know of Us, but we do not know of these proceeding Beings .

As the latter of the soft Earth rest back to the ground from which it had been disturbed, I slowly turned to my Clan, and gathering,
"There is to be a Great Declaration, a Meeting of Minds that must find agreement on Middle Ground, for this is the Time of Conviction, no longer will they be Unheard."
There was a rustling of agitated whispering among Us, for We had seen this before.
"Let us go to Assembly, We must Prepare."

My Clan in the Canopy, soared, swung, and jumped down through the Trees. Some of the Others galloped, some spun Merkaba, surely to be there first, some fluttered by humming a pleasant frequency as they passed, still others flickered in and out of vision, always appearing in different spaces, One never knew their pattern of movement. In times of play many of us would place bets, laughing at our poor presumptions. Few of us ever guessed their appearance correctly.
But now was time for serious discussion.

I walked to the Center of the Circle Assembly and looked around at all the myriad faces of all the myriad races. I prayed for our safety and peace.
I looked up to the Sky,
"Whence They Came, They must return, after their piece be shared, let them understand, this Land is Our Land, and no fight do We want, this is where we were born and where We belong."
An overwhelming Sound reverberated the Ground in agreement of the Circle.
"We shall commence the Peace Invincibility Ritual at the Moon's Peak, the Priesthood will lead in Prayer. We will send our wishes to their minds, so they shall know. If they be of Holy Heart, they shall comply. If they contain not a Soul of Peace, they will vie for fight. Life for Life, in death We shall not die, We stand forever to do what's Right."

The Story ends brightly, our family still be here, only visible to those with Clear Mind and Holy Heart. This be the only way We would remain safe in our World, now not our Own. That's fine by us, We know how to Share.

Immaculate moments of Mystery,
be my thoughts for me as
I stay motionless in
your Magnificence,
Invisible in your Absence

Please guide my hands
to soothe and to heal,
my heart to know and to feel
with great Capacity
for the Totality in
the Essence of your Presence.

May I live with purposeful intent
beyond the confines of the self
to grasp with great intensity
the gravity of Eternal Love,
binding order in the Chaos,
Cohesion of the One....
Omnipresent Mind....
Incomprehensible Thought,
into You I swear to forever seek,
until Dual is undone and
the Heart shall rejoin,
before the beginning and
back to the One.*

Ishq Noor ~

Backtracking towards the Light
oh! Fakir,
brilliant shiny Bright
Neophyte hypnosis, take me In..

oh! Beloved,
fragile tendrils of my desire
heartfully hear me, hear Me..
my heartfelt Prayers,
I do not fear to tread into the highest vapours.

Clandestine Clementine!
not One Breath but Three
times itself, squared.

Blaspheme!
not forsaken, dripping drapes
blindsided, blindly onwards...
not forsaken Sight!
Hear me, Hear Me..
Bless'ed be my Name!

Instincts may rise and fall
with fitful breath
never to soon
to swallow
th'abyssal
undercurrent that
pulls you
over troubled
Oceans all too often

When restless dreams
bring sleepless
Vision-men
out of the
darkest
swell of night~
Fifty nine prayers
will bowl you under
Twelve years of Starless skies

Ten Stone men
in
ruined catacombs
writhing
out
a heartless
Banshee Howl
steal all thee
yearns for
wretching from
the pit of soured insides~
the deepest
Core
aching
to be released.

~~☆《||\¤☆¤/||》☆~~*

*I reckon the autumn wind

bemused yet solemn

a stillness stains the blue

before the fall of crystalline

water drops busily commencing

communities, merging all as One

a more graceful union of individualities

migh'nt ever be lest we take

heed and follow their lead

look up to the night
the sky says it all
I've been
chipped
shattered
battered
to the core

please be gentle

I feel fragile and small

its only this moment
but this moment is real
just as the flip side
shall rise to the front

*please understand compassion is key
I have it for you, please have it for me

Movements stumbling along the Blue Charade
Comets mumbling, circling endlessly across the Space
Rainbows gathering, must align in Spectrum Properly
Buddings Blooming, constant push of breaking through to Flower

All things must struggle, this is the condition of living things
Not reserved for human beings, we are not that Special
All of this must overcome Obstacles to retain the right to life
Complacency is Death, Lack of Movement is your ticket to the OtherSide.

All things born of a Conscious World, are inherently Conscious
Like genes past down from Mother to Child
This Trait is the birthright of all existence given to Earth
Use this Gift well, and respect it in all things, including People.

Respect your own Consciousness, Use it Well, Listen and Learn
It is boundless in what it offers to the Listening Ones
Be a Listener, Listen to yourself and Others
Do this Well, You will be Blessed in what you Hear

Express your Consciousness freely, and You will be Free
You hold the keys to Freedom, True Freedom lies within
Burst forth into this World, it also is your inherent birthright
No Authority has claim to take that away, so don't let them.

NAMASTE

Collapse already!

This time has passed already, in case you hadn't guessed, but surely you can  bet, I am ****** and ready to go, toe to toe?!?
What does that mean???
Are we dancing the waltz or the tango cause I can't really tell.
This back and forth, spinning around, lock and pop, Eye to Eye has got me so high, I'm pretty sure it's about that time to
Collapse already!
But bring me down easy, though I wouldn't afford you the same...cause I'm mean and ******* and ready to go, and No!
this time, not toe to frickin toe!!

*....umm...that was an unusual free flow...I don't feel relatable to whatever this is I have written here...although I could blame it on the Best of the Mafia series I've had playing in the background and that's a hilariously unusual scenario in itself. Such a trip...I had to share.

Roadwork...PoThOlEs
Riverside...TORnadOs
Beachfront...HuRRiCaNEs
­Stringspools...SPUN!!!!!!!

To Test a Question of my Intention,
I'll Inquire with my Body,  
Physical Biology never Lies,
Nor My Body biased,
Every time follows Laws,
Same as Electricity,
Although Complex in Circuitry,
Wired through a Battery,
Powered by an Essence,
The Source is The Presence, Inexhaustible,
All Pervading
Supreme SuperConsciousness
So when I need to check myself,
I check myself with this Test,
I run the Question through my body,
If my muscle holds its Strength,
I know the answer's True,
If my Muscle breaks it's Stance,
More Thinking I must Do.

Deep Mystique in calico coat
Stealthy Strut as if to gloat

Diamond Eyes
to bend the world to her might
just enough to satisfy
her kitty curiosity

She's mindful and sharing
playful and daring
by winking and staring,
she puts her prey under her spells,
like Pavlov's dogs to ringing bells.

Be careful if you are guided in to cuddle or to coo
If she decides to change her mind, there's nothing you can do!
A tricky personality and god-like gusto
Never underestimate or you'll say, "Uh-Oh!!"

She's definitely a different breed
Not like all the others
I love my feisty feline,
She's my Cat of many Colors.

Sprinkle some Happy
all over my Body

Silly times feel so fine

Squinty eyes and rosey cheeks
belly laughs and tiny leaks
A rolling Laugh so sizable
My state has changed
to Condensate

makes my frozen face feel
like a visage vice
oh how it pulls my skin
sooo tight

Doubled Over
Double back
Reach for me
My luscious Love
Let's find the floor
and Cuddle Up

Release at last...
the pressurized
gasps of groaning
Satisfaction.

God, how I love
the Wonder that
You bless me with

Today could be the rest
of forever...Together

§~«°⊙°»~§*

the Excitement in the air is
welcome Refrain~
all blissfully blue and clear.
Charm-ing entanglements everywhere
boldly declare a holiday.

Take a break, implode the mystery~
Knowons faithfully pulsate
the heartbeat
of everyone, everywhere.

Do you dare to be aware?
let's learn to share our intimate existence :)

From the Swirl comes the Structure,
In the Structure feeds the Flow and the Flow maintains the Focus.

So we can deduce, much like the pattern of life, it begins as Freedom, like colorful movement exempt from rule, while the other extreme, the skill obtained of Focus & Form, akin to miraculous mystery, wise sensuality, from royalty born.

Can you see the Procession, in difference yet alike?
Infancy is always Free,
from Wisdom comes Sight,
the Master of Vision,
Magical Majesty,

    ~Immaculate Precision.
    ~A Rainbow in the Light.

Deep unto the dreamy wood, Walk We, one Faire to ‘nother
Swift~ Shift , Slighted plea, what cares of Gnomonic Clemency
~ divide amongst they~ who do not know or see
~ forever possess perverse tales to talk away the mystery
Swift ~ Shift, Acrimonious Possession, Sudden urgency
Cares Not~ Divide amongst Gnomonic Novelty ~

Coming birth of Elementals
entrancing ingenuity foreseen such heavenly conception
Ironic irreverence of Elements pure Majesty
Still in Expectance of blessed Faire’s redemption
They ~ who do not care will never know and ought never see.

This is about Strife.
The way one Group must always find flaw with another Group, finding all the differences to hate, ignoring any similarities to love.

From the Swirl comes the Structure,
In the Structure feeds the Flow
and the Flow maintains the Focus.

So we can deduce
much like the pattern of life,
it begins as Freedom,
like colorful movement
exempt from rule.
While the other extreme,
the skill obtained of Focus & Form,
akin to miraculous mystery
wise sensuality
from royalty born.

Can you see the Procession
in difference yet alike?
Infancy is always Free
from Wisdom comes Sight
the Master of Vision
Magical Majesty
 ~Immaculate Precision.
 ~A Rainbow in the Light.

Deep unto the dreamy wood
Walk We, one Faerie to ‘nother
Swift~ Shift
Slighted plea
what cares of Noumenic Clemency
divide amongst they~
who do not know or care to see
forever to possess perverse tales
to talk away the mystery.
Swift ~ Shift
acrimonious possession
Sudden urgency
Cares Not~
Divide amongst Noumenic Novelty.

Coming birth of Elementals
entrancing ingenuity
foreseen such heavenly conception.
Ironic irreverence of Elements
pure Majesty
Still in Expectance of
blessed Faerie’s redemption
They ~ who do not care
will never know and ought never see.

This is about Strife.
The way one Group tends always to find flaw with another Group, finding all the differences to hate, ignoring any similarities to love.

The village by the sea
an homage to simplicity
a rare treasure
of true community
a place paused in time

Climbing coconut trees
Wells song with water
for drinking, cooking
to bathe and be clean
A corner of the coast
let it all hang out
a beach side hippy retreat
where nightly bonfires
burned in celebration
yearning for a freedom
not found in their former
home
The Masquerade called
the US of A

My god parents raised me true
my Madrine and Padrine
speaking Konkani
being
free
loved
nurtured
so pure
the essence surreal

A child of Goa
I will always be
girl in the sands with
her head in the clouds
I will always be
a child of India
no matter where
I find my earthly home
I will always know
from whence
I truly came

If We keep on Expanding forever
Then I Fear just how Lonely We'll get
Like the Stars, We All Burn out Together
...become the Ember that Cradles Itself

Well~Come on Up
I've not much Time, but I've brought the Love
ReCreate This Right
And Move Us Through to the OtherSide
Alas! Know We Show, Our Heart is Real no matter Where We Go
...Null is Right to let the Breath of God just pass Us by...
That's Why
Why I Try
and We Try
ReCreate This Right
...I did not Want to Know, now but I See What's been going on.....

If We keep on Expanding forever
Then I Fear just how Lonely We'll get
Like the Stars, We All Burn out Together
...become the Ember that Cradles Itself

So Above still We Hover so...
In Dead of Night, from Above, Below
ReCreate Our Light
Reflect it back for the rest to Shine
Alas! We show, our Heart is Real no matter where we go
ReCreate this Right
And Move Us through to the Other Side
The Wildest Write
To leave Their Legends and Lores behind
With Words they Show
For those with Mystic Minds to Know
We all want to believe and All can Conceive what's going on!!!!

If We keep on Expanding forever
Then I Fear just how Lonely We'll get
Like the Stars, We All Burn out Together
...become the Ember that Cradles Itself

I am not apt to dance with fleeting judgement
Gone awry, left of right
A pain stained glance through her window
Strikes a splintered gaze in spite~
loyalties sworn in the moment,
shifted by the hands of time
reaching out with subtle movement
crashed onto the seaweed shore.
Coral kiss may not recover, unresolved and underscored.
A talon's reach amidst the plunder grabbing bodies off the floor
diving swiftly out and under
shifting upwards, on the run.
Phasing inwards contemplation
in between the Earth and Sun.
Moonlight walkers jubilation~
infiltrating everyone.
Cast a spell of Celebrations,
right of left, to keep the balance
turns the page
for brand new season~
blows the Horn of Clarion.

I pick this Earthly slide into Summertime, this season to begin, propels forward in all sense of Time, history retrograde, etched in Stone for Centuries, Coded in DNA, programed Circadian bodies, impressions applied geometric thickly glazed coat, generously slathered across my Retinal Screen.

Setup complete for me, attuned to Solar frequencies, aligned to cohesive Cosmic driving motion spiraling Syncopation with all partaking rotational bodies, all timers set to synchronous, all ties to everything celebrating their teamwork well done.

Activity accelerates, as does the heavy heat, both inseparable, together climbing ****** into sunburnt sweat, steaming, sizzling Sunday barbecue to reflect the Flesh boiling together in sympathetic Celebration of our Seasoned Sun.

Longer days accommodate for memories and fun, commemorate the Force of Season, into swing, will soon be swung, centripetal to glaze a different gaze lathered across my retinal screen, reverberate through Atmosphere, redistribute composition, smooth bottlenecking, flowing out yet emptying to take fill of what flows in.

No change of Season, nor change of Heart, no redirection ever knows emptiness, no moment leaves a Void unfulfilled.

No moment when the smooth Transition stutters to a Stop. The sync is in the constant movement bringing balance in equilibrium by shifting tides, Spinning Stars locking in, programmed by Primal Cause, the Synchronicity in Everything, so Summertime comes, this Time in which we rejoice, knowing it's all been planned, beautifully executed by mechanics of Nature.

Trust in understanding a Power much Greater is in Control, we are here simply for the Experience.

...Not to much more, just in attending to the Transitions of Ourselves.

Come to be
Then in the Night
Redeemer of what is Right
Light up this Love
that you speak of

Be our crescent hint of Hope
What else remains...remains
Of this time and space
feeds sustenance like
Tree sap and Earth
un-Earthed
Birthed
Monu-mentally

Sacred
and
Holy.

We have Minds
That know no bounds
Thoughts as Sparks
We send them out

On Golden Wings
The Conscience Sings
A symphony of Energy

One Age ends
Another begins
No more
will the horror
carry over

Just resounding ~

Sounding
Strings
Vibrating
Harmony

Sacred
and
Holy.

Come to be
Then in the Night
Redeemer of what is Right
Light up this Love
that you speak of

When I am Sad I get Scared
When I get Scared I seek Control
But I have had Control before...
over my life, the people in it,
and then the darkness came,
and We fought...they came
in swarms...Alive...I had to
decide to relinquish Control
And upon my own gauntlet...
That piece of me died.
Because it wasn't right
to own that kind of control.
I don't know now what to do
When I am Sad....
Except that at that moment
Gracefully deliver my senses
of Control over to that which is
ever truly in Control anyway...

The Cradle of Life is gently lulled back to sleep. Seven Stars of Orion cry out from their nest of Creation~

Who shall suckle the hungry babes?
        The Milky Way is dried up and sore

When will we learn the way back home?
        No reservation is reqired
        The Door is wide open to All who
        seek solace from their suffering

Where hides my next of kin?
        So afraid to step out from behind the
        dark veil of infancy~

What is our Destiny?
        Eye shall read from the Sacred
        Scrolls of Life~

I beg to question the answers unknown so I may always wander forever searching....

We are the Children of the Sun,
Sister to Moon,
unyielding to none

Rushing gracefully to outrun
the warring tug of our orbit
brutish and unrelenting
naught to be forsaken

We are tokens of synergy
an Ocean of Energy
flaring flames of Inferno
waiting, imminently
we promenade 'cross spaceous sea
to engulf the fragile faun in flight
Hell hath no other to share this night

We are the dark and undetected
electrically affected
magnetic resonance of the One.

*~ forever we will be the Children of the Sun ~