Fruits Incoming
where ever your energy goes,
flows the wind and all there is,
opening sesame to the door inner I,
reaching out and lifting sky,
smiling eyes gracing vine,
appreciating the fruits incoming mine.
Looking Up
who do you see when you look at me, what do you think, when I come to mind, where do you go, when you are relaxing being free, all these ideas in come, consider, wonder why, is me, looking up to the sky, sowing above into inner I for every heaven I seek outwardly, first appears within. where ideas arrive like birds returning home. here in these thoughts come wandering by, wondering why. thinking where do you go, when you are relaxing, being free, there my sky answers from inside. I look up, listen in, letting wonder begin. for I seeing the showing, my win
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