Soul conquest

A layered silk pulling away past fixations dissolved by the glory of you.

Bedazzled jewels seen by slight of hand,  on the back drop of stars to praise thy knowing in spite of thine control. 

To dance with my insides swirling earth gunk through lessons only this flesh wakes to conquer. 

Angels and dragonflies

This side of the sun blinds your eyes and melts all darkness pressing out the closed devotion of emotions in fluctuation. 

Revolving in the sphere of your world. Grasping for harmony and peace on a string, carrying the mind to lift this fractured knowing towards the invisible communion that makes spirit smile. 

All oneness dissolving wanted haste and rift from human desire pushing truth to the edge of soaring eagles breaking boundaries in the air. 

Purpose and mission directing my way to an understanding beyond petty gripe and tears on the bathroom floor. Standing tall with my face out the window washing clean all that binds me to the impossible. 

Super powers in the serenity of surrender and angels by my side. Wings of a new order setting me free reluctantly and proving all ways are well through the art of connection cased in the temple from the divine. 

Do I hear Happiness in there#!?onceIwas7yrsold

A birdie suggested I take out the photo so that it is easier to read so I am re blogging it. Enjoy.

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Minimum requirement for life pinched off

up the mountain blindly climbing
Receiving bread crumbs in thankless blood, sweat and tears

Minimum wage slapped the hand that feeds fast food bellies

to vote for more struggle in martyred justification

Holding your bladder in frozen smile lined up for the next task

Holy glory in overtime saving complaints to look good to the almighty

Dragging hollow bones to the time clock grumbling undigested cornflakes in the gut

Minimum expectation weaved and mined in dungeons our grandfather’s built

Speeding up the hamster wheel to trick reality into smelling plastic pansies

Walls closing in, hung with color pictures of conversational oasis

The gall I shame you to insist your feet soak in the tub to break blisters on the concrete floor

Retro fit the golden coffin nobly entitled to work ethic blue collar pride

Hyenas wander the ledges keeping out spiders gated throughout cookie…

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