Isaac Newton's Mother
is still alive,
fit and fertile,
as the queen in the hive.
There is room in the sky,
for each and every star.
When you are true to your self,
Nature will do the rest.
-Aiya-Oba.
Taken from "Adam Was An Ape" 1986.
Isaac Newton's Mother
is still alive,
fit and fertile,
as the queen in the hive.
There is room in the sky,
for each and every star.
When you are true to your self,
Nature will do the rest.
-Aiya-Oba.
Taken from "Adam Was An Ape" 1986.
Home is where your heart is,where is your heart when it is at home?
regards michael
Humilty,coupled with boldness,surprises truth to
reveal herself?
majesty bows down to the child of the night,shall I accompany you into the light?So lost
you look my little one,I will cast out this darkness,and call to the sun,arise golden orb,
there is work to do,a child is needing and your light is leading him into the day.
regards michael
Humilty,coupled with boldness,surprises truth to
reveal herself?
They say that every wish of oursadds one more feather to the wings
that lift us out of this gray worldinto the realm of far off thingsand there, where every wish comes true
wishes are horses, winged and fineso even beggars there may rideI only wish ... such steeds were mine.
(anonymous)
'Blondie says I must hate all Brunettes. I'll try, but if I can't ... I'll love them both'
... graffiti on Tavern wall, Pompeii, circa AD 70.
T H E T E A R
By thinking of You, I am changed into You, losing the thought of self completely; When the thought of "me " and "mine " vanished, I saw only
You wherever i looked.
My soul steeped in wave after wave of intoxicating bliss -
is freed from all toil - my restless heart finds peace -
that passeth all understanding - in the sweetness of Your aura -
As pure infinite love - i rise above the ties of mind and matter.
One radiant evening - as we spoke - of life - of spirituality - of love
- and of soul
A quivering - glistening tear - a lustrous pearl of matchless splendor - escaped from Your eyelash- spilled over - and oh so tenderly kissed Your
cheek as it rolled down Your face.
At that moment - through the alchemy of love - time was frozen - that mystical magical tear on Your beautiful face - melted my frozen heart
- my soul communed with its Creator - the infinite love of God
- and i was transformed through that tear into love Itself.
I have become the Beloved - pure unconditional love -
there is no more me - there is only undifferentiated infinite love.
That one exquisite tear of immeasurable value - awakened my sleeping
soul -
in my world i now experience the radiance of God's Love -
and, for that reason - - -
I L O V E Y O U
and, i always will.
William
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