I curried favor with celestial saints to be loosed of worldly restraints To join the stars in their galaxy where my impulses could be set free
I wanted to surf the indigo night to find the realms of pure delight where true love reigns without spite aglow like diamonds shining bright
Embracing everlasting vision of dreams dressed in shimmering moonlight gleam to awake in sunlights warming rays In lucent waterfalls to bathe and play
To explore the universe in all its ways no longer counting twenty four hour days to seek higher modes of learning I beseech that there will be no horizon I can't reach
Soaring good write, Eileen; let me play in the heavenly realms (especially among the Northern Lights! WHEE!!! LOL Both me and Karla! *grins*)! Very well done; brava!!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
YEP!!! I thought I saw you swinging on a star. Welcome to an astrological adventure where there is freedon for everything spiritual. I love it!!!
Susan
My space ship, ran out of fuel. So I came, on back home. My soaring in the ethers my travels in my mind, I finally saw, what it meant. The reason I ran out of fuel, is, that: the fuel, was my discontent.
You already have no horizons you cannot reach, as with your writing you are able to expound on multitudinous galaxies and universes that only you alone realize exist...Ed
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
The second book in the telepathy series. It contains more ways for the up and coming telepathist to experiment with the sending and receiving of thoughts and is at the end of the story about future telepathy people found unexpectedly chosen by the go
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
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A fantastical journey painted here...
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
This soars with beauty and inspiration; well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Now you know why I love living and sojourning in Mars...:)
Book me a ticket please Eileen !
Love and Blessings
Peter
Regis
Susan