Let's leave the world behind.,
And meet in silence,
Where the words are no longer required,
To express what we feel...
Life is grain broken
Barley thrashed and pulled apart at the seams of bread and beer
On tender loving vines in a budding vineyard still
Intent on being our sustenance from the start
Such things are born at the hands of man but by the will of Gods kind heart
Beneath Heavens, From The Earth
We flew aloft
On mechanical wings
And suddenly the heavens
Were within reach
To those who could
Build the machines
To take them there
Share your soul with the creatures in the midst of the beautiful
glass rice, crystal mirror kiss. This will help your spirit blossom the bountiful beauty of Christ's Christmas shore. When you bouquet a banquet blanket for your future husband make sure to remember the elegance of your wrist, the gentle kiss he gives back from the open air of his fumes he's one with you.
Across walk in time, he's heavenly solar. Across hop in lime, his lunar hips caress the shore. And the kidding around is a chore. The jokes and the smooches a bore. Neither more nor less, the human empath is electro-magneton's dress. Deep in the now my friends help me avow the name that sent me from the hip of the grave to the grey eye silver haze. My glory is the moonlight and the pale dark room, glowing in shadow monsoons of an empty breath and pocketed chest that holds the shadow in its gloominescent viber breathent snake charming crescent. One groom I am you, oh my ohm, energy breasted and lifted into empathetic rest and im calling out to you to give you the best mood i can possible assume
its You. Eye feel it in my hollow point pupil, infinite lunar tongue tied ultra sighrened side. I explain it in virtue, its purple, pouring plume, parfume, tamed in the name of the famed same *** existence.
The sacred Union
The wait is over....
Time has come....
All that is heard....
Is the sound of....
Hands are together.....
Tears do the laughing.....
Future is believing....
Opening the way.....
To the glorious path....
Birds are singing.....
The song is echoing.....
The clouds applaud...
The love which....
Is now complete....
A beautiful moment...
Which no one...
Wants to miss....
As their meeting....
Holy heaven's wish.....
You were the heavens and I the Earth
You were cast up in the stars
And I in the dirt
You were much like an angel and I like a beast
Yet I can still remember when you reached your hand down to me
Were different that is easy to see
But somehow it worked in harmony
And as I stare up into the sky
You look like a shooting star passing by
One day they called each other
One day they dreamt to fly there
And wipe every fault they gain
The faults are burden over hearts
As the heavy loads over birds wings
Can they fly over clouds?
One was consisted of two parts
Soul and body , that is two things
Soul is created from light parts
It demands good things
Its home is the heavens
Under the throne of the God
The body was created of the mud
It demands and gets down to the land
It asks to get every desire or want
Even it leads to do the faults
It leads to bad and to the underworld
The day now is coming
The souls are answering the calling
At the ancient to pilgrimages the holy home
They circled around the Kaaba with happy
As the planets are doing around the sun
They also pray one God
They feel with great funny
The body are running in compete
Who will introduce its faith and confident?
The tears are overflowing to wipe faults
The hearts are moving số rapid with acts
The tongues are singing the deathless songs,”
We respond you our God times and times”
They are walking between two hills
Asking for mercy getting from up
Searching for forgiveness that is the demand
They moved to mount
Asking their God for accept their trip
Not return them with being refused
They demands peace and the heavens reward
Then they introduce the guidance
Showing they will sacrifice for getting the world
Happy and has purple and green action
They throw the devil at the feasts days
Every day to confident the holy deals
That the dismiss the devil and will not follow him
The men and women shaved and cut their hair
In order, to show they will begin
A new born and clear their brain
From bad thoughts these máy gain
Bad faults, they travelled to wipe and drain
It from their body as the fallen rain
They return homes in white and clear
As they were born in white and green
the muslims go there to show their faith and honest and wipe thier faults and asking forgiveness
I told the heavens her name
waiting under a waning moon while I build castles in Spain: I follow you through the trails you litter—I dote endlessly on you, and I follow you in sound
e(y)e don't care
Neither do I believe in heavens,
Nor in any sort of hells,
But I do believe that after we die,
Our souls will definitely travel by