The opening is closing/ feels likebit offa kind of tongue & the imagesbecame a nightmare: a…
Source’s presence fills consciousnessTranquility felt in unity, spiritual peace,Resonating to inner depths of bare soul,Oneness…
I don’t suppose I ever kissed a girl, sailed a boat, or sang a song I wasn’t a little bit in love with, but perhaps the love I…
We are all paint from the same paletteSplattered on the canvas of the worldHow dull it would be if we were all the same…