The Witchcraft of life

Performing our magic when it seems dull and impossible is a concentration of our wills.

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In quiet “boring” times,

When there seems to be nothing, but nothing, to do

It is then that we can create a masterpiece.

We illuminate the darkness that seems to surround us.

We make it our heaven, and if we lack vision we perish.

So, rise your wand,

Make your life, that which you’ve dreamed of..

Cause it to happen.

You can do it.

Believe, because you must.

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Make it as you envisioned and thought of yourself.

Before the world of voices told you, “no, you’re nothing.”

Don’t believe a word of it, the world’s lies, because it’s not truth.

You are exactly what you imagine.

Nothing greater or less.

It is how you think of yourself.

Your beliefs will lead you.

So, change your beliefs for change.

Cause your world if you so want.

You have the power

God gave it to you.

It is in the tiny mustard seed of faith that will move mountains.

Feverish Dreams

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Flying while dreaming

Feverish Dreams

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Seeming to sleep, resting quietly, you think.

She’s traveling miles from home, over the mountain tops.

The flying vehicle stops and he said, “Get in.” 

“There’s no, time to waist. So, buckle up.”

He pulls the seatbelt through, then, passed the clouds, and away they flew.

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“See!” She pointed, all around about.

“Celestial galaxies everywhere,” she whispered, “not, even, yet imagined.”

There, hidden in space, beyond our thoughts

A veil of stars protecting, the place of her death.

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He showed her one heaven.

There were so many.

“This one is yours for now

There will be plenty.”

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He took her to rest, as if, he loved her.

“The Lilies, so lovely,” she thanked him kindly.

Holding her weight with his arms,

He kissed her brow and said,

“Its time to take you home.”

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At three Am, she sat up in bed.

“Oh, just a dream,” she spoke, “but so real.”

The fever was gone and the headache too,

And the golden man’s memory vaguely haunted her new heavenly view. 

Loving The Now, Saluting, Then…

the pink rose of perfection

Happy Valentines Day to self,

It’s in the love that we share with every living being.

In love we stop torture.

In love we set birds free.

In love we reunite baby elephants to their mother’s

Loving hands set the MCCaw free where it belongs with its own kind.

In love we defend the dog or cat.

In love we thank the animal that was slaughtered for meat.

In love we hold a motherless child.

In love we pray for a lonely soldier.

In love we think of someone else’s grandparents who can no longer remember.

In love we hug the abandoned.

In love we grant pardon to our ghosts.

In love we thank our parents.

In love we genuflect towards our mistakes.

In love we embrace our futures.

In love we kiss our lover on the cheek.

In love our eyes twinkle with goodness.

In love we blow a kiss blessing to God.

In love we sleep soundly at night.

Because of our love,

Our angels watch over us.

Those who grant pardon are given the same…

They will lie down in green pastures

Secrets and Skeletons

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I have a secret.

Hidden in my heart

Quietly it lies dormant.

Please, don’t wake it up.

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If I told you,

Then, you’d not believe.

So, there I keep it,

Tightly, holding on to…

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I have a secret.

You, do to.

If you told me,

Perhaps, I’d not love you.

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Skeletons hiding in our closets

brought us this far

They taught us lessons

That only true love, can bare. 

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I have a secret

And, you do to.

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Follow The Firefly

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The Fireflies yield the way.

The lightening bugs  twinkle.

Their silvery lights uncover the dark..

Leading, by glimmering the astray.

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Wandering forlorn paths of leaves

Damp from evening dew that had fallen

Cool toes playing on grass

When fall takes summer by weaves

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I Kissed the boy on his jowl

Bobbing for apples on equinox

The caramel corn enchanted our sences

But, come winter, the hungry wolves do howl.

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Cold and dark a gloomy cover

Skies ending, the tales of fall

Covered within a blanket by a fire

Thus relinquishing time and giving foliage a chance to recover

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Suddenly a green leaf bursts open

Warm sunlight fills the cold dying soul

Rainwater quench their parched thirst

Then, fireflies come with spring’s floral fortunes.