Eyes wide shut, I open up.
Soak in the lifegiving dew, Thank you…
Sticky icky glue every word
fusing me to the Tree giving life to everything.
whatever you say wrong or right,
black or white and the spectrum between…
None of it matters under Its projection.
The only thing in this blue sea not making demands on me.
It’s got bigger plans you see…
Find me proclaiming sanctuary from underneath its canopy.
It’s promised to warm and protect every one of us.
Set my rocking seas to rest, inspiring every shining thing
while awakening greatness from sleep.
Whistling sweet melodies, calming the wild child in me.
Taking time to whisper through these willow leaves
I Love You… can’t you see?
you mean the whole world to ME.
You’re my diamond in the rough
Just keep movin’ little baby.
With this kind of dialogue in my diet,
I’m destined to taste perfection and like it.
I’m left to sway freely drinking You freed me.
Someday it’ll amount to something,
A life-giving stream for all to drink from
an oasis on the way to their place in the end game.
I’ll be a drop of sunshine if I have a say.
Every day. Just one more day…
A Buttercup unleashed into the sands
To chase the dogs away, the dogs away.
Fully engaged according to the grand plans.
Never mind the grandstands…
A cold breeze enters into the dance with warm winds.
Titans, clashing and threatening peace, storm warning in me
The light rises above it all in spite of everything
It can’t help but look good shining on me.
All I can see is the Sun I am mirroring.
Want to be see-through with YOU.
burn away the misconclusions.
I want to have eyes for the truth.
Hungry for whatever life is gonna give me.
Waiting excitedly. Transform me.
At any moment treasure’s gonna rain down
In me, on me. just for anybody in need…
For all to see it’s the foolish things he finds most worthy.
They see there’s nothing new, nothing new…
Nothing new is done under this old Sun.
Victory is sealed can’t be repealed.
The debt is paid, the trap is laid, the bed is made.
I’ve already won cause I’m on the side that naturally wins
it’s done…
The best thing we can do is rest easy.
Knowing the grass and the petals will be pleasing.
Never again will anything containing a soul within it
be seen as something to throw away easily…
I’m seeing October skies
filled with wonderful yellow butterflies.
I really like this one!!