I stand in fields of lilies white for purity,
bursting fragrance to lighten the load.
Buds begging to bloom, remembering when I picked the one yellow rose,
on the arbor the day you crossed over, because yellow was your favorite color.
I hold it in my heart where it springs promises of hope to unlock trenches of despair,
while we rise again to greet the day.
Coveted in love, the little yellow rose sits dried,
dangling in my windowsill
on Good Friday.
Guide me
Carry me
Lift me
Deliver me
Lay me down.
Bury me in satin!
When I rise
I smile.
Life's impermanence
An illusion
Souls' truth
Forever present
To eternity.
I float in the Dead Sea, a scavenger for the taking.
Eat, for this my body transformed into bread.
Drink, this is my blood that you may find eternal love.
I float with you together in the blood bath sea, transformed by human destruction and atrocity!
No, I am not dying! I am simply reminding you to hold the float
as we swim to free ourselves and others.
No, I am not dying; I died a long time ago and now,
we're swimming to freedom,
can you see?
Delusion of grandeur and human destruction is a sentence
to those who will never see the light of day!
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Have a wonderful Easter if you celebrate.
Love Always and Forever
💓
Cindy
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