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Underneath the Moon
The super-moon is veiled in clouds.
My soul and heart are a vagrants shrouds.
And as the rain arrives…
Like tear drops from the eyes of angels -
I set flame to frankincense and red candles.
Sitting at my desk upon the open window.
As a watermark music plays in the depths.
I think of those awake while others slept.
Dying as others are alive…
Dreaming only a broken & barren thing.
Needing soul to soul reparation & healing.
The raindrops fall – Symphonic & Slow.
Each raindrop contains a cellular memory.
Of all that has came and shall come today.
Echoing like eternal love…
Falling into ground making a divot sound.
Enacting cycles of goes round comes round.
* * *
You have invited me into your mind
And I have come to admire the design
Of your celestial sign and celestial mind
As your thoughts have woven into mine
Inciting such visions as I admit in this admission
I am now involved as I evolve a mission
To write you a missive of the wishes of my ambition
To uplift you like the pillars of Heaven
I connect to the rain the & the cellular memory of the rain
I appear at your window pane a materializing phantom
Interacting in the parameters of the membrane of your mind
Such an exquisite design of beauties that align and proclaim
Beauties in effigies in universes in galaxies in infinities
You just don’t know how beautiful you are
Shining star…
* * *
Sleep dear soul…
Just close your eyes and watch your thoughts enter and exit the darkness,
As you are a beautiful part of this strange fabric of this strange experience.
Breath... Beauty
All things will come to you because you have a magnetic and attractive self.
Be at peace.
All things will come to you
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