Ask very little but ask of everyone.
Whether you like it or not,
I love you,
The proof of my love is that we exist…..
Circle the sun
in a one year run,
over and over,
till my soul my comes undone.
When heart in lower places,
I think so highly of our love.
Would I be any clearer,
if I was a painting instead of words?
Would I be anymore human,
if I could run instead of wheeling cords?
I am thinking that in the next few years, there might be a voice that’s not coming from this planet. It would be heard across all the major forms of human communication…..
“Hey! Stop fighting!! For Creation’s sake, let us at least land safely!!!”
Array of rays have sprouted from our light,
so many ways for us to shine so bright.