Teasing Reentry Bedraggled
November 17, 2012
PERSONAL ENERGY OF UNIVERSAL DELIGHT
Mindless dancing around, on top, inside,
all surround the origin of creation itself, the writhing body just
waiting to thrive again, come in and move again, within the Spirit of
love that sometime ago left us to walk along without such energy can
even remember. What deeper motive that makes any of us want to slip away
from here to really play alive again without the constant dragon time
controlling fiery fear so scorching and dry from here? What green
monster body can unbreathe us so far from home, dragging us along
without collective compassion for our innate envy all together?
Divine and simple touch, love coming
back to life so undead as here again and again can make us want to
writhe against time so far away from here. Can libido act so wild as
wild child innocence rubs against the frozen glass that keeps us blaming
endless reasons why and what is different this time? Do horses run this
power that makes ambivalence like this seem like the din of steady
dimming, reflecting suns of many moons silver streaks glimmering so wet
with mist in the Spirit of trying love again?
Is this adventure free, or does running
fast just fake decree us once more to a life inside a body, body bag of
fear so wriggly anxious, that only invites more sorrow to atone for what
we feel? Is it really Ok to feel and let go of what we merely knew on a
string of moment pearls? Do we deserve light change from coming here so
dark again, or is love so loose that change is really all there is, can
be, what really is? Who it is that inquires herein this expose that
feels so passion with love and light today?
Am I the one that we pretend can only be
you, or are we one that ask these things together puffed out and
poofing what can never be proved without making any more sense than
simply asking? Ear hear my heart inside this energy so free within our
love of writing what we may feel as One today, enlightening from flowing
down the river of our former lives more as mist within blue’s hue, so
Halo Graceful within our Languid Rhythm. Welcome back Spirit traveler
and check our watches so we can still hear the ticking of all our linear
tocks, bedraggled like this so silent teasing.
Thanks to: lovenservice.wordpress.com
November 17, 2012
PERSONAL ENERGY OF UNIVERSAL DELIGHT
Mindless dancing around, on top, inside,
all surround the origin of creation itself, the writhing body just
waiting to thrive again, come in and move again, within the Spirit of
love that sometime ago left us to walk along without such energy can
even remember. What deeper motive that makes any of us want to slip away
from here to really play alive again without the constant dragon time
controlling fiery fear so scorching and dry from here? What green
monster body can unbreathe us so far from home, dragging us along
without collective compassion for our innate envy all together?
Divine and simple touch, love coming
back to life so undead as here again and again can make us want to
writhe against time so far away from here. Can libido act so wild as
wild child innocence rubs against the frozen glass that keeps us blaming
endless reasons why and what is different this time? Do horses run this
power that makes ambivalence like this seem like the din of steady
dimming, reflecting suns of many moons silver streaks glimmering so wet
with mist in the Spirit of trying love again?
Is this adventure free, or does running
fast just fake decree us once more to a life inside a body, body bag of
fear so wriggly anxious, that only invites more sorrow to atone for what
we feel? Is it really Ok to feel and let go of what we merely knew on a
string of moment pearls? Do we deserve light change from coming here so
dark again, or is love so loose that change is really all there is, can
be, what really is? Who it is that inquires herein this expose that
feels so passion with love and light today?
Am I the one that we pretend can only be
you, or are we one that ask these things together puffed out and
poofing what can never be proved without making any more sense than
simply asking? Ear hear my heart inside this energy so free within our
love of writing what we may feel as One today, enlightening from flowing
down the river of our former lives more as mist within blue’s hue, so
Halo Graceful within our Languid Rhythm. Welcome back Spirit traveler
and check our watches so we can still hear the ticking of all our linear
tocks, bedraggled like this so silent teasing.
Thanks to: lovenservice.wordpress.com