I shall live to type another day.
To ride with stallion of breath
and move on fields of verse.
To expand consciousness
jumping over huddles for freedom.
I shall live to embody my own divinity.
To touch others by reaching hand,
and dance inside dreams.
To expand consciousness
with source and receive wisdom.
Yes I shall. I will. I must,
give myself the gift of knowing who I be
To shed unwanted thoughts
and fly with etheric wings of a Pegasus.
Jan 1, 2019
Jan 1, 2019 at 8:45 AM UTC
I shall live to type another day.
To ride with stallion of breath
and move on fields of verse.
To expand consciousness
jumping over huddles for freedom.
I shall live to embody my own divinity.
To touch others by reaching hand,
and dance inside dreams.
To expand consciousness
with source and receive wisdom.
Yes I shall. I will. I must,
give myself the gift of knowing who I be
To shed unwanted thoughts
and fly with etheric wings of a Pegasus.
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