Thursday, July 14, 2011

Channeled Poem, Don't Reach, 7-14-2011

The reverence, the sacred all in still peace.
The fragrant, the velvet, the senses don't reach,
but only need wait for pleasure to come,
and communicate love and ecstasy to
all of creation designed just to please,
our senses and consciousness soul is appeased,
and fed and filled and brought into blossom,
as we radiate our take on perception's vast chasm.

No comments:

Post a Comment