Thursday, July 19, 2012
Planting, Watering and Growing
Shadows are clapping to thunders rapping
While phantoms are screaming to seedlings dreaming..
Sun bells ring as the spirits sing
Climbing to the sun, this life has just begun..
Tambourine sounds of laughter fill the void well after
The scars are faded into thoughts once jaded..
Rising is this life inside
Magic rising as the circles wide..
It is true that
Love beckons while the soul never reckons