If all is infused my love
Then a love is conveyed
If all is love
Then the love is staid
A word is just a pointer
Love, God and all the rest
It's a poor translation
That fails the test
Listen to your aura hum
Tune in and be still
High energy on the run
Free of free will
Surrender and one shall see
The definition of freedom
Allowing the light
Willing to be
Still empty advice
Until it's done
Will it then suffice
Few thoughts and more fun
Saturday, April 4, 2009
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