The Father's Business - A Surge of Words

 


Those who have finished by making all others think with them have usually been those who began by daring to think for themselves.—Colton.

I new approach to life and at once began,  

Believing in beings similar to and greater like me,

Over seers protecting thee, 

Grateful for the birds flying soaring I,

Feeling a word coming up in a surge,

Striking a chord as my sounds converge.

When my words presented to light,

And eyes see why one must speak right,

I mind my Fathers business living loving life,

Everything I think within looking beautiful heights achieved sight.

Me watering seeds under the sea and one

Knowing, showing and experiencingly,
enjoying all Gods fruits for I being son.


Those who have finished by making all others think with them,  
Have usually begun by daring to think for themselves.  

A new approach to life ignites my path,  
Believing in beings both similar to and beyond,  
Guardians who oversee and protect thee.  

Grateful for birds that fly and soar,  
I rise with their wings, striking chords,  
Feeling a surge of words converging in light,  
Presenting truth, casting shadows to flight.  

When my words are seen, their purpose revealed,  
Eyes meet their power, hearts are healed.  
I mind my Father’s business, embracing love,  
Reaching heights where beauty sings above.  

Watering seeds deep under the sea,  
Knowing and showing how life grows in me.  
The fruits of God’s gifts are tasted as one,  
For I am the heir, the beloved son.  

Art Baby Blue, a voice in the surge,  
A picture of thought where visions converge.  



































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