Calmative pools tranquilize reality as
We wade inside our visionary emotions
Infinitely rampant and chaotically rendering
Arousing the significance of quietude to speak softly
From the essential depths of servitude’s echoic wisdom
Falling deeper within reticent abandon…a mystic caress
Surrendering to the noiseless voids…hallowing truths
Shouting exaltations through infallible perceptiveness
Becoming one with intuitive silences…into muted envoys
Where the secret voices insightfully live…listening…scoping
Garrulously present within mindful demands…invaluably invading
As a loquacious infertile thought breeding presumptions
Recognizing the serene essence of palatial awareness’s
We the vessels of delegation…delivering discarnate meaning
Knowing that the auspiciousness of every opulent moment speaks’
Spurring into living ascensions breathing with divine intuitions
…our emissaries…spiritual savants…descrying paragons
Messengers of the soul’s throne…
Vickie, we are emissaries. We are spirits traveling about in our human bodies for a time. I like the depth of this rendering. Interpretation can easily be individually tailored to ones personal belief system. I bid you love and peace my dear friend. Jon Michael
Sepsis knocked her down and out. Faith, hope, and gave her the strength to get back on her feet. I am a Runner She fought the river of death They said she'd never run again
She proved them wrong...
After a long awaited weekend visitation caused by false allegations of sexual abuse, Glen got to see his children for the first time in over two months. He promised them that they would never be apart again and then they disappeared.
For a time, I perched myself on a flat rock, comparing my life with the Guyandotte River. Just as its tributaries replenish it daily, changing it in some small—sometimes great—degree, so have the day-to-day occurrences of life changed me. Like the ri
