Portland ore growing me
Bold Seed, Loving Mater
my goal for this day is me to be bold in all my say for in doing and being this way I till seed into sowing my land knowing this thought, sent from one vine brought out will mine believing achieving matters molecules atoms all great kind. My goal for this day is to stand bold inside all I say, to let each word rise with its own spine flaming its own flame, loving its own knowing For in acting play being this way, I place my hands into the soil touching thought, tilling seed into sowing my land, visioning turning inner into fields who recognize my name yet love my game. One thought, sent from one head go travel farther than wind entering matter touching molecules awakening atoms to gather around So I speak what I believe until belief gains weight I picture what I seek until the picture begins breathing I move in one already winning, knowing achievement first arrives in unseen rhythms waving within, I. hear the world listens sea my seed ope...
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