Broken by black bottles of Addiction. I hold the OTHERS hand
and cry for Her.
She is a snow leopard amongst lesser pray.
Now hunted by the Unwilling
White rifle with cross hairs focused upon Heaven's growl
I stand in the open fields of Mercy
and Looking UP, say "Praise"!!

Praise,
Unique unto itself,
Good, and only Good
No Higher purpose, than to bless the Unhidden It is the Gift of the Collective
Choice of a venge filled Hate, does not a God create. Nor does it erase doings of things unnamed
Mercy is the anointer of Blessing the creator of God
only Miracle Mercy can Give Life It is the requirement of initiation
Soft hand on my left shoulder.. lady in a blue dress.
she stands with me
in understanding
"I never did anything Wrong"
they proudly chant ... and pay big money for it gift of Friendship... those Words were mine never stolen, they were a Gift of caring
Hand of the Eternal
you See the Heart of Goodness flaming High do not let the Life of NEW God be ended.. This name is Holy, This Name is JOY.
Peace in JOY.