James.:.Bilione

  calm is the wind blowing within happy as the joyful idea calling I hey pretty sky clouds and you could have a word or two I have been seeking my rhythm and rhyming my line yet want some assistance during this time who could ask beyond the father in me  the most high I speak inwardly too addressing my concerns and blessing them you I come to the altar to praise Earths view knowing there is more I jump to score for being upon land named Gore

I found about a sound wanting to be free grateful as a bumblebee floating by the sea with a careful eye I look up to the sky flying soaring is me glory be to God crafting molding seeds for tickling inwardly outworld  bound is my only thought verily now who am I to be so enjoying radiating love attracting like magnet every angel above in the present growing future each word investingly art baby blue so special and true pretty you