It’s Cosmic

Most humans in society do not have a shied or armor, only the faith they enwrapped their burdens in thy Deity’s arms
Silently protecting their presence from Mother Nature or, hopefully, mental harm
In a harsh world so timeless and moving so fast
To give solitude to the heart. It’s always best not to dwell in the sins of the past
Learn to live and breathe as if it’s your last

Destiny Karma Fate
The trifecta of life’s abundance when we articulate
Mind, Body, and Spirit to our persona as death lays in wait
Can anybody out there harmoniously relate
 
The magnificence alliance found in the mystical number of three
Creation, Death, Reborn
Does it give us a pass into an ethereal admission within our natural state of existence while reaping knowledge from the sacred tree
Roots we plant, nourishing baggage’s of hate, deceit, envious, and scorn
Fragile intellects shattered; dark hearts torn
It’s the trilogy of this galaxy, it gets us through, it gets us by
No one can have their pie down here and eat it the sky

And yes, I’m crowned of ancient Queens, it’s in my DNA certified and humbly glorified
Whispers to have your eyes fixated your cerebral cortex tranquillized
Melodic sensations to you, meekly sent
To be one with self is a passion spent, unrelent
Into the sacrosanct cove of femininity, vintage endurance, beautiful in the animated suspense

The promise of my ancient scrolls dipped in my black wisdom, singing the Psalms under my quill
Take of my spirit in benediction, to heal dreams, deliverance of tears, aspirations come forth from that Heavenly wishing well
Unto me and unto you
Enthuse, amuse, never to systematically abuse
Actually, I think it’s just downright sexy, so serene
To be the painting on the canvas of someone else’s blissful dreams

As a nightingale, I’ve seen my far share
Living among angel’s wings, in the shadows of hope, and a hollowed prayer
Reminisce of Heaven and Earth entangled in its beautiful affair
When looking over the peaks of those mountaintops
The Wiccan of humanity seems to have Hell on lock
Too hot for me
Souls cannot soar above in vibrations of a darken plight, devoid of its spotlight
I illuminate in light twisting my cosmic magic key

Quiet storms brewing on the horizon, graces lost beings in the rain, shrouds their enrapture in the need
Someone up there still loves us I see
The beat of your own drums, does it not feel good to self, sounds sweet
It makes it much easier to dusk discomfort from the soles of your feet
I like my rendezvouses with the Sun and the Moon
It keeps confusion out
No doubt

Never denounce the triumph of your truth
If it is found in the core of you
The principles of your creed
So please take heed
Therefore, treat others kind
If not receptive in nature, then bless their passage, and pay them no mind
Colored skies so vibrant and so blue
Caressing inner strength, each day revel in those feeling anew