Lord i see some
red,blue green and gold
thus makes a tapestry of the soul
where we witness the indigo spirit unfolds

oh
what
beauty
rest
with
the
buttercup-shaped
flowers
embedded
in­
the
thick
tall green grass
are
the
color of
egg-shell white
bumblebee-yellow
apricot-orange
and
tiffany-blue
a tapestry of wonder

what is the soul
but
the
temple of God
the
light of heaven
where
the
stars shine
eternally bright
still
a place
called home
a shiny sea of ecstasy
where
to
build a nest
a place
for
my soul to rest
a place
that
brings me
joy and happiness

this body
this flesh
a temple
for
the soul
and spirit
to
find
its
way
to
the
kingdom of heaven

lord
when
i am ask
to
come out
from
the cold
while
faith
continues
to
feeds
the soul
building
a
temple of faith

morning touched
a thornbird's wing
that make it
sing the
highest
note
from
the
flock

Machiavellian
placed
a
thorn
in
the red rose
for
the deceivers
nonbelievers
and betrayers
of leadership

In a realm of dreams where time suspends,
A thousand kisses, each one transcends.
Soft whispers woven in the night's serene,
A tapestry of love, an enchanting scene.

Upon the slumbering mind's soft drift,
A thousand kisses, a tender gift.
Each one a story, a gentle stream,
In the realm of dreams where hearts redeem.

With every touch, a whispered sigh,
A thousand kisses, each a lullaby.
In dreamscape's embrace, where lovers gleam,
A thousand kisses, a cherished theme.

Through moonlit paths and starry skies,
A thousand kisses, where passion flies.
In the land of dreams, where fantasies teem,
A thousand kisses paint love's sweet esteem.

So in the quietude of night's soft gleam,
A thousand kisses, a cherished dream.
In the silent whispers, love's eternal beam,
A thousand kisses, a celestial scheme.

the work of God
a cast iron bell
lives between
heaven and hell
that rings
several times
in the back of
your mind
a thousand times
a servant of God
well done
yet
well done
a thousand times

at night
high above
their nest
in flight
all of beauty rest
where the
Throne Birds
sing about
a perfect love
from east to west
but a throne
shall priece
the chest

do not let
the whiskey sour
face of death
embrace you
in a
throne of
ash pink
roses

thus your light
bend around
my soul
at least
360 degrees

the sun
peeking from
the corner of
her eyes
give us
a token of
her love
a gentle glimpse of
this
providence morning

autumn
wears
her red dress
and
ruby red shoes
not to go
shop at the mall
but
to go to the
orange pumpkin patch ball
in a little farm town
called pinetop

fate
reach out to mankind
and
fate
we
meet again
now
fate
at peace
with
the wind

what if
only
gray ghosts
thus
leaving behind
a trail of
red dust devils
that
wrestle down
blue windmills
and
sand castles
to the ground
still
an unsolved case

the cosmic world
is a
trampoline
through
space and time
for the
exuberant Gods
to bounce
in and out of
other dimensions
through
space and time

truth
where
do you hide
find me
a true bride
of honesty

love
is
a little basket
of
green apples
at
the break of
dawn

my heart feels
the
yearning of the pines
and
the
calling of
the
Shepard blue sky
at the crack of dawn

at
the edge of
the
moonscape
are
green moss dunes
and
solitary carnivorous vampire plants

when
my soul
is
at the edge of
these clouds
this is my daily bread
lord
and
i shall not want

orange marmalade
appeared
upon
their
whiskers
tabby stripped kittens
playing
and
tangled up
between
***** of yarn
red blue and green
with
a little bit of indigo
Between
them
and
still
at
their
young feet

lord
pass me the baton
let
faith
run this marathon
towards Mount Olympus
that
dwelleth in the Kingdom of Heaven
and
where
i shall
receive the
sweet crown of glory and victory
at the throne of the Gods

At
The
Top of the hill
Roses
Red green and blue
Light up
And
We
Ring like church bells

God
is
omnipresent
the
all in all
seem
and
unseen
the
ether
inside of us
at
work
behind the scene

oh love
until
i
leave her
homeless
at
your
doorstep

tonight
just let the
amber moon
morph into the
august light
inside your soul

August rain
Turning into a light drizzle
Clouds tapping their tambourines
How nature puts on
Her magnificent show
Splashing her true colors
All that she knows
Orange, red, green and gold
A dash of royal purple and some indigo
Well, she knows
How to swing
Her bright lamp
Through all
The prefect seasons
I'm sure and still are

burgundy red
then aspen gold
what tapestry
the leaves unfold
make their
autumn dance
the leaves
have souls

lord
let
autumn light
break
through
these clouds
while
these
bird
in flight
shall
sing out loud

the
place
i
understood
where
happiness
share
her
autumn light
through
the
woods

what live
inside
these
empty graves
denuded of souls
but
autumns flesh

the
chime of
pastel colored leaves
red blue green orange
and
some indigo
we
spiral
to
the
ground
with
lighthearted
sound of
autumn's voice

all
the leaves
when
i am told
when
autumn
turn
them
into gold

lord
i
am
at
peace
in
the
autumn wind

a
young robin
prune
her feathers
and
clears
her
throat
to sing
an
ave maria song

the
arrival of spring
so young honestly
is where
she belongs
i am
still sure
where else
does
she go
a voice
with a glee

pastel autumn leave
swell then
we scattered
upon the ground
pumpkin orange
a blend of autumn red
hear the leaves
whisper the name
of Pavane instead
that remind us of
a watercolor dawn

oh what light
shall brighten
up the
stars of night
until
you hear
a whisper
from
a storm
in sight

what happens
when
a horsefly
lands
on the
rear end of
a full grown bull
or
a blind
*******

lightening
that crackles
and pops
resembles a
wild stallion
that i ride
until she is
broken in

the soul
uplifted
by
the
gentle wind
a
winged soul
again

the taste of
sunlight
before a
winter's
dawn

thy soul
what
makes
a suspension bridge
that
whispers
through
a winter's soul

God established the color of His children
Yes, we are all of God's children
Well, we are one big extended family across the earth
More than that, we are brothers and sisters, kinfolks to each other
Our skin colors are an evolutionary adaptation and process due to the environmental conditions that we dwell in

Meanwhile, in the Garden of Eden, every color possesses a natural beauty within itself, but somehow evil drifts in the opposite direction of the will of God

Thus, religion has played a significant role in propagating hate slavery, and racism for control, profit, and power over mankind

Well, God did not create black and white people, thus He used humus (Dark, earthy rich, black soil) to create Adam

Furthermore, God specifically made a rainbow race of people
no shade of black nor shade of white - just red-orange, blue and green and a little bit of indigo

Notice that a rainbow doesn't have the colors black or white inside of the bending arc across the earth.

In summary, God is a wonderful creator thus a master craftsman!

from the
depths of
the ocean
starfish
rise above
the earth
and fused
their souls
to a
woodwind night
a cacophony
of stars

a
poet
paints
a world
for
us
to know

a herd of impala
spring up
from the
tall grass of
the Serengeti Plain
escaped the
yellow-marble eyes
of lion pride
seeking a meal
while the
gray-skin elephant
waltz pass
the fresh
indigo sky
a world of change