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Jul 2015
call me a witch... I heal myself
be the person
you have the courage to be
swimming in the green blue sea
like a little fish jumping
out of the Ocean a little bell tinging
I hit the ground on my feet
the smell of oxygen holding me up
breathing full deep breaths of air
the ringing in my ear my head clear
in thoughts to mind making this world
into the sought of the living air
the souls of my feet the atomic radioactive
energy of a Star the Earths center core
thru the uniting with nature a body temple
using its physical senses touching life
a swarm of bees wings the living strong faith
defeating hypocrisy nature shines
the hungry sheep looks up a witch
I heal my self on the wind and rank
the mist a seagull inland whispers the notion
that understanding of the Universe
is a responsibility to know your truth
is this life of oceans waters lands and air
your birth your being is the future growth
of life the Universe playground to be
all you can love see mature believe life
the infinite soar soar create from the core
of Star Earth planet get the inside right
the outside allows primary reality
sew little dragon-fly over come self doubt
believe you are enough of life to soar
you live in a private sanctuary no negativity
living in a life others do not understand
our mystery world of happenstance....
                                                              gjmars  7/9/15
Written by
glenn martin  tucson,az then I travel
(tucson,az then I travel)   
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