Saturday, November 15, 2014

Words Fail Me



Awe I am dancing Now the Waltz of the romantic dawn for the worth of Life Itself,
as I balance this deed with the Fancy of everything on the ride to be,
count nothing for the preparation has been an Eternity of a more than 1000 Men,
this stride of The Know is a Milinia of a century in a bend,
take this Wisdom do not reason I for I speak with Inifintiy to state too Breathe!!

It's the best of the greatest landings to have ever been rejected out of the Stand just to Be,
a proper prime set at zero naturally,
the spinner is the base of my equal needle for without that Hymn this would be just I saying,
well that is a deep most would not be in the interest of the know,
basic with the understanding that difference molds the stature to bring only one thing,
I have been told that it is Named love but that is a quest of a strange identity in a wild worlds ruff!!

I have been growling words to The Theme that is spoken in gently,
cast of the Watch a directive from the bearings of the Compass See,
making waves to speak 'Hello' while the roles venture to the beach just to dig their toes in the sand,
what a glorious view of naturally daying the found to the magic of what is bound by mortal shallows.

Shant not the vast divide of the Grand Canyons be example of the Evolved to show,
time is of no importance with choir singing Live,
care for the granduer of The Amazon bright with action to touch reality with more than Fire,
start the Sake of Humanity with a journey to the dreams of more than death and destruction,
believe that all have a purpose and the Work is of the finest plan.

Shall the extinction come with what has been pushed aside for the Skate,
than with these simple littles know that in The Continue people will flow,
down the shower of the slate to touch the scattered amongst the ash remains of violence,
coming form of Sky to settle the disregard with a Final of ride,
in this understand Full Well that The Sprites are in with the values of such Measure it's a Saying,
filled with the gift of talent pouring as these Walks shout from the silence of these breaks.

Passed not again but snapping the chains to unlock the Shackles of those cuffs and ankles,
religion shall be of account for the keys that have drowned burned whipped and tortured the soles,
for truth to Honesty I can speak with the Candor of a Priest in this light of the darkest Fare,
as the story is not in the past nor shall the future be removed for it is in the present of today that last.

Ages deliver Time to comprehend the calculation of what is in The Pass,
on the stood it is a movement of the marvel,
that two step with a slant,
it is namely called the Bow & Arrow held by Cupio for every extra,
as Cupid is also on the Aim of the Hunt to Watch magically through simplicity,
both are flattered by the pictures but in truth People have lost the most in this View,
people have lost one another to touch what is now in their hands,
technology.

On that que than excitement embraces me to venture with the Atlas to what I love,
Knowledge on the swing of absolute no end for with those crystals it holds,
it shines to speak with a voice and a lane that I can drive to an actual stream of reality,
discover what is on the horizon for in Hell do as the inhabitants,
be of the procession not in the procession this is The Law of Countenance,
not to change or toss it all about for that is an Intervention and well...
I'm more into the guides my Self.

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