flying like a bee
a looking view into mirror you
fine as wine and tasty too
more time playing molding mind
out picture game is on high light
yet here I be sitting floating flying like a bee
resting a long as I sing my song
Knocking Upon Light
I knock upon the heavens, Looking for a word to light the day. To reveal upon me your magicinal say, That will bring forth a treasure opening the way. To allow God to love me He may. As I do appreciate Him in all my plays. The right ideas come unto me to see and please. For this is my dreams acting hear as a thought, Thinking from an assumption unties all knots. I knock upon heavens gate, Seeking words to bend my fate. A spark, a whisper, a guiding ray, A treasure formed to light the way. God, in love, bestows His grace, Illuminating each step, each place. Every thought I cast to see, Brings the world unfolding free. For dreams are scripts, acts in play, Flowing forth as times array. An assumption breathes, unties, refines, Unlocking, opening doors to fulfill my mind.
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