Release , aalll – of – what – YOU, hold beneath.
Please, give your soul space enough to breath.
For unless you do?!
Your soul will remain dry…then what seed of His Destiny would ever even be planted in you?
Just imagine your rich green leaves,
plentifully fruits on your trees,
many blessed because you chose to act after taking heed!
So wash your soul,
let your soul dampen for that seed,
or else your trees may never be seen.
And all in good time,
express and be free,
so that you shall now.. and forever… Be free!
As you open your heart, you and your troubles may,
forever be apart.
Peace & Love, J – Pinnacle
As I consciously awaken,
from my dream,
I gently pull my curtain, eyes suddenly lit up, to what I have seen, staring through the screen.
Through my temporary windows, a bright white scene.
Where condensation collects and streams.
Carefully I wipe it clean, my eyes light up, to this wonderfully weightless stuff, as I stand there with my coffee cup.
Excited already from God in my dream, I eagerly look out, like a child no doubt, to explore what this may mean.
And so, I unlock the screen , no need for a key,
But a smile on my face to unlock the day,
So I took my first step,
into the falling white sky I stepped, feeling the crunch beneath, barely making out the green upon any leaf,
as I admired from right and left,
then back again,
and yes, of course you see,
I went for a walk, and did take my coffee mug with me.
God Bless you!
Oh help me to press on, to forget the weights of yesterday, so that today, I may focus on making a new way, renew me, let me address whatever notifies or disturb my conscience, and do whatever I am required to this day, so I may have peace, and enjoy my day.
There fore hold your peace, tight to your soul, as you bravely proceed, on your way.
The calm of being, Of not caring whose seeing,
But strolling and feeling, my peace is mysteriously revealing.
There is no need for unnecessary concealing,
when acceptance and forgiveness are keys to being.
Surroundings and places, life here is counting my paces,
Casually observing, smiling at faces, slowly planting my paces,
Wind and trees,
I feel the breeze, the air tasted clean,
and my senses are balanced, no worry of hazard.
My reassurances reside by a warmth who confirms deeply beneath, a warmth of just being,
From simply being.
Throughout my life,
I had lost so much sleep,
this evil had it’s hold upon me,
tossing and turning,
my mind thinking uncontrollably
Oh! How that trouble old mind that would frighten my heart,
yes, how I do wish at times to flee, what a painful reality.
Oh how it would distort the sway of my souls balanced metronome,
swinging so unnaturally from tone-to-tone such obtuse to skinny acute degrees,
however a steady sway when moments are a-lay, then let the music play,
forget your mind and follow I, my Spirit Says.