Will I ever be that first thought that last thought before you rest your head.
Sometimes we find that the love we share, is not a love so rare.
But habitual patterns, of the rations, that we fake, to avoid the stake, of letting our own hearts, guide us, to the stars of are own innate state, that’s not fake.
Wonderment and Grace no place, just space.
Expectation? Creates the complication ! No replaying or slaying or delaying No doubts, let it out! Love Is, in the wave and the things you crave, in the moats and in the boats, in the […]
I wanted to change the Rhythm the rhyme to not hold on to the music of this time. To replace it, with the music that’s alive, not stuck in the lines, of the coding that’s […]
The divinity I am, sees all an inner stands, the human conditioning, very, very hard lessons, to see the truth, of love in all expressions. Materialising in thick density, holding on to what cannot be. […]
It’s very simple, right thoughts, right words, right actions, all matching, just came to me to share to thee, as you fast, let it last, open up your way, be brave today, observe those thoughts, […]
