Meditate travel places flow in astral dream.. fate unravels faces row.. ivory rafts upstream.. want for nothing known of.. places I may see.. travel? yes I think so.. places not known to me..
slip out of dark places.. emerge seen blinding light.. angelic graces.. ride imagined height.. something of a monster.. well, it is my dream.. cmon monster you and me.. he spoke with a scream.. ‘storklike I am speaking.. dove is close above.. were you not so sparky.. you would see my love’..
‘my best sorrows Mr. storkeagle if that’s your name..I meant no intended insult I must have sounded lame.. still, I have seen all six feet of a cosmic mole.. thought to move my path.. thought to scare my soul’..
somewhere a new country in love is being born.. no war or violent acts.. growing wheat and corn..example spared from storied deadly glory.. about the minstrel and storkeagle.. all folks know that story..
now another moment.. then I’ll take my leave.. a word for those who meet folks with intent to deceive.. just share in learning?.. learn all that is found.. lies will never float long.. for true is solid ground.. offer knowledge of each soul.. shared down to the wire.. stories seen in others eyes.. will be the fire.. of love and desire..
It is known to a child.. it is known to any mammal I have known.. why are the ‘geniuses of the world’ figuring anything but peace.. education..applied medicines..do you think they over think.. possibly to excuse?.. Peace T,