Walking, breathing, loving, grieving... water
moving, soothing, healing, crusing... water
I let my thoughts rain out, dripping down the windows of YOUR mind
and wash away the impending doom of winding time
I pour over your body's garden, making it rich and fertile, though when neglected
I become as barren and frigid as snow
I splash my people back to life with my conscious mind
gently washing away doubt at the same time
I am Son of God & The Moon
So raindrops are my daughters
I Am... Living Water
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*Aquarian Rising*
1 comments:
Oh em jee, this is such a beautiful poem. It's kinda goin over my head, I bumped it earlier so I'm a bit out of it. But I still love it, and it touches me. And I love your page how each picture represents the quality (very fitting for each one). Very nice.
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