Spiritual Worlds Through Art Baby Blue

 


Am I free to go. 

To the spiritual worlds coming into view. 

Looking before and beyond its dew, 

Where could I believe to be.

For the thought to conceive I dream semen winning womb.

Touching, loving, fucking the immaculate conception.

Inception being God my great Father who planted I.

Am You who knowingly thee,

How gratefully I am being be. 

Imagining I do

Believing is seeing the best ideal pictures hue, 

Abundantly above you enjoyingly loving me, blue

Art baby living pretty too. 

Am I free to travel

to worlds unseen—

Where visions ripple

in waters serene?

Beyond the dew, my spirit anew,

Believing each thought conceiving me through.

Dreaming seeds of immaculate sight,

Touching creation loving infinite light.

My accepting,

Father's artful inception, shaping perfection

From loving His reflection.

Gratefully, abundantly, imagining being,

Coloring view —lovingly me.

Art Baby Blue, living vibrant, true—

A masterpiece seen in the mirror of you.





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