#higherconsciousness
Breathe me out slowly
In your silhouette, I fall
Like your disciple
I’m not me at all
Words pull the trigger
To them, I’ll surrender
Begging for my mercy
Watch me at my feet
Sep 22, 2020
Sep 22, 2020 at 3:28 PM UTC
Someday soon,
under a new sun,
We will sing a bird's song of white and gold hues.
Of beaming light.
Of warmth encompassing all that we love.
And it will be magnificent.
Nov 14, 2018
Nov 14, 2018 at 12:07 AM UTC