In the spring of
2018
When
Freedom took the butterflies and tried to extinct them from my world

Took their wings and split them into inharmonious melodies
Inside of hidden sapphire
gemstone
rings


Through the Holy Sparkle of these promises gliding onto spirit paper.
Linoleum marble

Glass mirrors
refracted



The Majestic creates
The manifested
Lady
Shift
Power
Unfolding silk curtains
sheets
Glowing
In the rippling
fields of magnetic supreme
Dipping in and out
of the dabbling
Serine

A screen that presents itself through transmission televised
Masks both pleasure and pain

Did you ever think “what does the unseen mean”? Did you ever think about its capacity to heal the unrelenting wounds of days gone by and give way to newness?

The movement towards your cause and Shift?
Such is in the live vision of an idealistic pursuit to be loved that measures up to how we wish we could be in our able bodies
But not all express their will
Like eucalyptus trees growing behind a fourth wall
Whispering to one another in vein

Show me how others see me.


We are made in the image of stardust
An ethereality
of a naively romantic quality
Made for God's knowing


Do you ever think about if the sun and the sunset ever met?

The power is not in the oppressor
It is in the light of your own inner wisdom
The current drawn from your internal knowledge
Electrified in your personal power to change

Duplicity is meaningless when moral fibre has no cause to control nor understand it

I need to hear your words echo off the tingling breath of my skin one more time

Like how a word spins to spell its word
Springing from arrows
Into the treasure of my deep well
The word
Heart

The word bonding
Is
Spirit
Led
Is the way to
Having
Is
Creating
a Powerful
Life  

To hold grief hurts
But it echos sharing ground
That the hurt can just imagine
And where creativity comes to life

A whole year later
It was a Fruitful journey
Unintentional, but it happened
I can’t say I knew
There is nothing to know
The lemon tree knows how to sway its branches
As an Aloe leaf drips its milk and bends in
Art a Healing ink for itself to be made alive

Outside the window
We see
But a feeling
That we share
in a single word
Connection

Love precisely

Like a sharp edge that speaks to us

Not everything is perfect
But it is meant
When you find the electric that makes you feel
You cannot be mistaken
For that is real trust
For which Love is built
Loving me in every moment
Comparison is a made up term
When it comes to us

Heart beating half a minute
Knowing this
Unlimited
Breathing silence
Loves me
All the more
What a rarity
To never think it
Would happen to us
Is mere doubt speaking in flows and whispers across the pond
When I can only hear this Power song

A universal permit
That I'll never question
Because I see you too

Part 1:

Mask on
Mask off

I have trespassed and tiptoed through dark roads and unquestionable choices  

I have moved to make the
journey holy
Mortality is identity concealed over time
And brought to life by us for We are.

Just like our masks tied on tight we must keep reviving one another like the heartbeat that pumps through the veins of Goliath.


Part 2:

We are here together in healing.
This Love is unity put back together in solid foundational form.

My emotions scream
They make me siege to your command

Hollowing clutters of fallen ashes

When we both retire
from this hot air balloon dream
that we seemed to once aspire

Those isotopic memories lost me now

An illusion that falls as quickly as it seems
to the knees that never fully grasp
reality in its intention

That gives me the realness of who you are
No postponement.
This is down to maintenance man!

Love is too holy to be left alone
Walking backwards
Down the black alley of regret
And the misstep of dissatisfaction

I swear that is death to me.