flower my garden

one seed to grow inside the womb

soulful wishing comeing from you

we are so alike that genius takes flight

and all that is around us is beauty and light

come in and see we are so connected indeed

that light sound ended for us to stay free

come form and out of form

always and ever

souls that   we are foever and ever

sothing my soul soths the whole world together

as nature intended to be so whole

we are at that state and for us to be told

simple and silent transforming into love

we are so blessed with this bodly intake

The End

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