Set fire to my soul that I may see forever
Seek silence that I may hear your voice
Rest gently in the spaces between my words
Wash me in sacred waters and consume me.
Fly through to my misty mount of madness
Leaving sophistry to spin its wistful webbing
No form, no name will bring within you peace
Soon worldly solids perish in rusting dust.
An ancient tree will stand and hear my prayers
Cannot I love you with intent; whispering quietness,
Emptying the vessel of your desires to be
Beyond the breathe of time and space?
Gather deep within my cosmic spiral of love
To share forever within a second of eternity
Vanish fear from all your prison walls
Know the door is wide open to your heart.
Dance in whirling, joyous musician's waves
As soul speaks loudly to you from fiery graves
Then sense the “I am” between your dialogues
For angels will be watching when you fly.
Richard Lynn Livesay 2009
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Spheres is a special feature at The Surreal Circus
as I am a pacifast at heart.
I still love those I have loved before but couldn't be with... and at times it creates a sadness. thank you, I needed that...back at ya!
and she can fly
if shes set free
for cats have responsibility.....thanks again
Stop! Listen!
Lean against me, and I'll teach you to see how I see
Those words would melt an igloo
Masterful!!!
for only we needs to see
a clearing through the trees
that is soft and sweet to the senses,
life breaths,crystal dew drops,
golden and rainbow creatures funny;
not what is there unreal,
not like dark dreary and foreboding.
Come, take my hand,we'll go to
listen to all the tongues there
to create nature's synphonic melodies.