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Self soother naysayer tell me a fairy tale please
speak out a story that lingers soft as the breeze
Rein me in tight - by the light of an undulate sea
talk to me gently and rock me as if you were me

Calming yourself with a dream, let it be let it be
recall the walls of the sea and set yourself free
Self soother naysayer tell me a fairy tale please,  
speak out a story that lingers with gentle appease.
Rain falls softly on the purple flower as it swings to and fro
in a field where everything blooms according to nature's will
Steadfast and strong the morning sun rises in the East  
upon a lush carpet of grass soft as the ancient winds of time

Light piano keys caress my mind as I close my eyes and enter
into a reverie as bright as the orange tulips that seize me
Ferns and chanterelles bathed in beams of pure light  
I am part of and whole of, this amazing greenish forest ...

Rivulets of quiet waters glide through the sun kissed earth
aerial slides from eagles and other winglet creatures of sky
Loyal and faithful mother earth is constant with her affection
in this solitary paradise made of homosapiens of every kind

Stunned into silence I inhale the chirp of the dancing bird
exhaling into the pinery the offspring of my very soul
I cup my  hands and drink from the river, a thirsty fish
longing to finish the journey I begun, ...centuries ago.
"The essence in us is the same as the essence of the sun.”

Like a gold coin you sit inside me as I transcend
closer than the heart closer than the soul  
chakra of old
faint steady light
helios orb of fire
        daystar ...
                           I journey on and you light my inner path  
you shine like a beacon, in the thick of night...

Like the golden sun when it blazes like a yellow diamond
in the middle of a lovely summer afternoon
you are a cut above the rest !  
Inside me you radiate and fill me with inner strength
"Manipura"  
lustrous gem that you are,  
                                       you are the jewel of my solar plexus !  
You are the sun that lives in me,
                         the light that never fades
You give me a strong sense of self and you never abandon me.
What would we do without our precious friends
the ones who stick with us, until the very end.  
How harsh this world would  seem if we lived alone,  
isn't it better when we have a friend of our very own?

Even colors we see are a cut above the rest when we
laugh a little, cry a little, with our very own best friend.
When God made friends he knew what he was doing,  
our hearts need companionship, for a blessed journey.

The power of one word, one hug, one simple friend,  
one who can gently stand by you, until the very end.
Friendship is a two sided street, so reach out often
tell them you treasure them, ...each and every day.
As I shed myself for you
                     piece by piece
May I never lose sight
            of who I am
                           and
            what I am all about....

As I join my heart
                  to yours
May I be your loving addition
             and not your only
      what I need most is me....

As love takes us to
                      the Everest mountain
May I never have to jump
         without you
we are in this together....

As we rise to the stars
                   whether we shine together
or stay in the shadows alone
May we never lose sight
             of how and why we fell in love  !
He sleeps in the meadows
                       on a pillow made of flowers
Arc-Angel voices are heard
              from afar
A gentle wind
                  blows softly
                             at the nape of His neck.  
               Is he sleeping or dreaming ?
                                I don't know, but I feel Him on my skin.  
He created the world
                      in seven days
His garment is made of sackcloth              and camel hair
The scars in his hands
                    have healed beautifully
from the salve of His father's loving hands....
He sleeps in the meadows
                                      like a warrior King of old
who has just saved the world from a great disaster.  
Holding back floods, earthquakes, gunfires, wars
                                  he leaves behind the scent of flowers
where there once was hunger,
                  people aren't hungry anymore.
He feeds me honey from the shackles of my
                                     fraying soul,
as I fall asleep next to him,
                           soundly,  
                       like a child, who could never ask for more.
Calm and soundless  
         the escapes of a beautiful scenery
                                      dormant as the Pharaoh's daughter
by the early morning dawn !

Cool starlit darkness, landscapes of subtle colors,
                                         in the softest light ...
  Sky slowly transitions
                    from deep blue to hues of pink,
                                               orange  *
                                                       ­ gold *
The air is crisp and cool, carrying the scent of dry earth
                          to your nostrils, one grain of sand at a time
                                  There is a hint of blooming desert
and like flowers it falls on you, like a long awaited rainfall (inhale)  
                                                 Evening arrives,
the dreamer,
                                 lost in a desert dream
arrives at dusk's door
Looping colors such terracotta and rustic brown
                                  Closer to the Nile the heart seeks and searches
Sacred rivers flow inside the dreamers mind,
                          soft winds blow,
and all is set,
                                      AGLOW !!!
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