I have listened to the awe of Nat… to the falls; those rapids and the… listened too you; too your listeni… too that, too that, Vibration’ So… positively vibrating vibrations bl…
Heart fire is fueled by truth not… thus gifts all minds serene; permutes a consciousness confused, result a soul of facet sheen; perverse lapse, irresolute trait,
Day’s hours pass to weeks, months,… converting sense, from truths to i… wickedness fains as evil yeas, widespread life spoils, death’s st… established thought succumbs to fe…
Life’s woven webs, composed by nat… surround the calms, and feeds one’… elicits from, and in an ideals swa… what was true joy, behooves love s… Form, melts among a lifetime’s sea…
My unclear mind’s refuse, to read your deepest thoughts; this hallowed consciousness, now reamed of its trust; the lack of you, beside me walked,
Movement is life’s natural state therefore stagnation is its end this known played out continually throughout the illusion of all tim… to refuse this fact is not unlike
Let the door to my heart be unlocked as feelings that I once
So secret is the seed of bond, held in two lonely hearts; aligned in life, and in thoughts, pierced by passion’s dart; split upon myths,
In My Heart I have to be good to be kind and opened helpful, truthful, respectful friendly, sincere, and polite...
One’s conscious, proves unconsciou… therefore, its rest is sleep beyon… days past, soothes time’s exhausti… before the wind’s churn, stiffens… numbered, noted, nothing’s odd nau…
I asked the desert to carry me from this place of the Qubbanet El-Qirud’ inferti… suddenly, that whisper of wind took my hand, and walked
I guess, more or less that within a single deck of cards… fifty-four standing alone and different, sets of circumstances one for each week of each year
Mystics, moderates, minutia, and m… Moping matter mopping mops Mulling, muttering mouthing, monks Maybe, might be; motely motors Muddy mundane morbid modems
Coordinates describe this configur… these being an element of the spac… Go figure! This space differs a b… some wiggling theory! Is the confi… of positions or fields; depends on…
What thoughts have I, in mind against its grain; aware, but in shallowness dressed, humanity’s drain, drowns my spirit… beside myself, of doubt filled dre…