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Strings of human pearls
like particles of sand, captured between
worlds of life …in the oyster’s shell...
If its our imperfections which connect us in the now
to the rest of the souls in humanity
and it takes forgiveness to make us whole
if it is life’s purpose in revealing our limitations,
that get us started on the road of self control
as we tell our life stories ...and let our position among the stars
guide our inspirations from one point to the next
with a gift which we call insight become written into the script
and if we earnestly try to do our best
each step on our journey as we share in these moments
...in our efforts to protect the innocent soul beings,
assigned here with us ...as we find ourselves
returning from the lost, by some miracle called hope
as we walk along this pathway together
adrift upon the river of light between the stars
reaching from the beginning of time
to the end of who it is we are to become
to witness life’s secret fluidic energies in motion
in each moment of our present life design
realigned to the possibilities we seek to find
which bring us to this focal point of time and light
…with which we live our now…
With love and tenderness
we came into this world twice blessed...
first; the possibility exists for us somehow
despite the odds to make this world a better place to live
and if we learn our lessons we'll pass our final test
perhaps there will come to be
a story about one of our attributes
worthy of mention in the best interest of humanity
...despite the steady rain of suffering, pain and death
to give another soul a hope to hold on to
with a chance at happiness
...our battle scars are war wounds
in the battle across eternity …against the soul thief
while we have each other …in reflection
and if you listen carefully
you can hear the subtle whispers of the qualities
which make each one of us special and unique
and if by chance you and i are counted among the ones ,
still hoping to make a mark worthy of mention
before our last breath is released
to benefit the next wave of brave spirits
who'll cross the river of souls
...to take our place
Those who choose to live
Encapsulated
With the pearl essence
of spiritual relief
A world of perfect,
imperfection
Outside the belly
…of the beast
as
our life essence
distilled to pure love
dances with the sunlight
condenses into the spring
of nourishing energies
of which we may all
freely take our fill...
and together
find our
peace.
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