The Lyrical Conveyance Of The Imagery Spiraling Sun Of Chaotic Profusion In New Beginnings. Giving Vision To Ever Seek The Light. Manifesting The Rising Balance On The Illuminating Rays Of Growth. All In A Dream In A Sun Mingled River To Bless My Light And Break Through The Dark Giving Truth Of My Spirit's Presence In The Afterglow To Keep Moving On And Give And Embrace Life Moving Along Like A River Song With Its Voices Together From Each Drop Of Light Cresting Inward; Hear The Songs.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Birds a Poem by Jeremy Matthews
Hoots through the night the owl is in my seeing loves come home to nest. The bluebirds stood the test. The phoenix has flown again as love-birds meet again. The eagle has landed and the dove has flown all of what matters and has shown the owl on his perch viewing the scene all in a dream rearing the seam of creation. The eagle's flight of all that is in sight is the dove's peacefulness as the as the bluebird is the messenger to the owl connecting all in initiation of soul. This is where you get your wings.
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