Poetry is to Music as Lyric is to Soul for Monday, July 13, 2020

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Monday, July 13, 2020

This Is Not My Body

This Is Not My Body Creator breathes Life into this Temple We call the body. ***** “Be!” It is the only commandment carried on every breath. “Beware!”, Once you know this life-breath, You can never go back. Being is its own validation. ***** So fragile, this Gift. Miss one in-breath And it is over. Life follows the leaving-breath. Be ready. Learn to follow every breath so closely, That you are with it, Lest it fail to return. Shams says, “Take this breath like it’s your last.” Sign in to see full entry.

Conspiracy

Conspiracy Conspiracies are so seductive. They are easy to create. Salacious titillations, Draw our twisted interest. Let’s be honest, Sisters and Brothers, We are the ones who conceive these plots. We are the ones who feed them. ***** There is really only one conspiracy, And it is true. All Creation is the ever growing, Ever flowing Evolution Of Love’s yearning to express. So simple the plot, So delicate, the balance. Life thriving, Deep diving From Light to Light, the same. We are the ones we... Sign in to see full entry.

Feed My Sheep

Feed My Sheep Jesus asked, “Do you love me?” “Feed my sheep.” Who among us, Would turn away from our own dinner table, our own children? ***** We are the Human Tribe. None of our members Should go to bed hungry. No human child Is not our own. All demand our care. We have failed Our Tribal duty. Our shame is our disgrace. We call upon the powers Of the Four Directions. The time has come To unite as one. Did it take pandemic To shake us, ….. to wake us? To remind us, We are one? Fathers and... Sign in to see full entry.

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