Beyond the Present Mind




 in the present form whom are you being,

who do you mine to be, 

what does your will want you to see. 

how do i push beyond present thinking thought, 

into new space ideal for God to play in. 

 being certain when ideas appreciatingly come,

instinct becoming will allow hearing you speak in ear.

beyond the present mind

for full feeling In this form, being who I am. 

A chooser of tone,
a holder of focus,
a voice shaping space.

Who do I want to be
The one who already walks in the answer
calm, certain,
aligned before proof appears.

Who does my will call me to be
The version of I
that does not wait,
that lives great state now,
that treats the unseen as done.

for Now I move beyond present thought
taking it by force of kind
yet only by shifting conceiving in mind.

Changing my, thy inner scene.
Seeing looking from the end clearly.
Feeling felt come now.
Stay here.

into This openings new space
a realm where God plays freely,
where imagination becomes stage,
where life responds smiling.

Where ideas arrive dancing singing dreaming,
you meeting them with appreciation.
Holding them gently,
feeling them fully.

You become still enough
to hear,

wins instinct turns tunings will,
hearing becomes voice
soft, direct,
speaking into my ear kissing you in 
becoming 
Gods great beautiful awareness.







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