Beyond the yellow and black clouds
And into the red sky.
Silver archangels guide and guard me on through.
Its sort of like my dreams mixed in with my thoughts of reality.
Does not seem real at all.
But I cannot tell you how much beauty there is as I am looking and flying by these archangels.
Their wings have every color that exist.
Beyond the red skies and into the blue, there is a floating island with a clear pool of water.
As I stand before the pond I see in the reflection of the water that I am also one of these archangels.
The others all kneel and have a drink of the water.
I do the same.
I look like them and they look like me.
They then go toward the edge of the island and stand and wait.

As a follower of the True Living God Lord Jesus, I know my job.
I do not want anyone left behind after God comes for his people.
For I love each and every person here with the Agape Love from God.
For Christ calls us not to hate anyone, but to hate the sins of their.
My job is not from hate or rage, but of Love from Christ himself here.
As long as people are alive , change repentance is still in everyone.
So do not be anger or discourage but pray for the blindness to fade.
Pray that you can learn to love as Christ has loved you here and in heaven.
So my Prayer is that each whom read this shall be super blessed.

He died late last night,
I held him in my arms so tight
until the morning came.
I pleaded with time to freeze,
I didn't want him to leave,
Goodbye goodbye goodbye
Sweet husband of mine.

We had twenty-seven years,
Two children dear,
You held us together my love,
When the wars came to tear us asunder,
You never quit on our lives.

Our life it was so complex,
A thousand moments of joys and distress,
We walked in high desert valleys,
Wild mustangs grazed on our front yard,
Really a lifetime spent so charmed,
Goodbye goodbye goodbye
Dear husband of mine.

Sleep on my dear in this peace,
I know you have found relief,
The troubled genius,
The poet's dance,
You gave love where you could,
You always tried to be so good.

We had our ups and downs
ins and outs,
The tides may have rolled out,
But we always rolled back in.

Now all I have is this empty space,
A few clothes to carry out,
Details to figure out.

Memories will forever stay,
The light of day before my eyes.
goodbye goodbye goodbye
sweet husband of mine.

That look...
This relationship that has gone on for years...
The other half of me...
our souls meet...
And I finally recognized that in you...
This draw of the deepest parts of who you are combined with me...
Our souls ... and I'll love you always...
In this way
My soulmate...
My soul met years ago and never realized the beauty of you

E.J.M.

Infinitely above the skin, it comes and goes
Stays in the body, into the pores
As far as the horizon, it never ends
Blended with the air, it moves with it.
Moving away, all that enters
Pushing it to the shore, to make it safe
One feels the intense smell of distance
The hidden memory of another age

There, where everything is salt and water.
There, where everything falls and never rises.

there is a tall boy living inside my chest
he is the fingerprints all over my memories
he's why i stand at the edge of this cliff,
and why the view burns my lungs
he is the reason i breathe
and the reason i can't
he is the answer to every question
and why i'm always asking more
he is the mist hovering over the ocean,
sometimes i can't see him
but i know he's always there
he is the reason i feel small
and why my hands can touch the sky
he is the tall boy living inside my chest
and even death will not take him away

There was never a story so happy or so
Sad
as the one written the day She
Left.
Our coffee kisses tasted like hot chocolate;
Bitterly
sweet because She always added a double shot of
Espresso
and never told me. Her hair was a frazzled
Mess
because we had stayed up too late and slept for far too
Long.
She smelled like my favorite book and her
spine
was just as familiar. The day
Previous
She hugged me until I shook. I think I
Cried
too. That morning her October eyes looked
deadened
by winter. Our season had passed, and now She's
happy.
I wish her well. I always have, but the espresso
stained
my teeth. Her words stained my mind, and She stained my
Soul.

my edges are tattered and nothing can restore them,
but I promise my message will be beautiful.
please overlook my fray and see into my substance.