Sky Father flows like winds of fire and water
An unseen blend of forces, crude essence of extended lifelines
Divine creative frequencies of push and pull
A conveyor belt to clarity entangled uncertainty
Thrust through alternate states of consciousness
Realities collide in a blend of explosive ideals
It is human to question it is Divine to observe
Constructs of cosmic knowledge pierce the veil
Light enclosed in darkness like ancient tomes
Traces of history mark the way home in stillness I return
A broken metronome in a timeless dead zone
An endless river of inspiration primes what dreams may come
Inconceivable at times so knowledge arrives to plant the seeds
Sacred seed trees of wisdom singing tunes in the keys of life
We are all the same yet different in minor variants. We spring up like nature and all her wonders from perfect creation. The vibrational songs of life are what bring us here, together in this giant bubble. We are to sing and dance to carry the waves of life toward the shores of the future!
We are Divine Love, we are Divine Wisdom in action.
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