The Moon may not be the best keeper of your secrets. The moon whispers everything it sees to the universe. Manifesting words through poetry...whispered softly as moon beams and dream dust scattered though out the heavens like the infinite stars.
Wednesday, November 20, 2013
Unfolding Love's Resplendent Notes
Love evolves as if it were the morphosis of fine music ; never asking it to go anywhere or be anything , yet flow avowedly free
Allowing its melodious essence to seek its own natural level Free to expand in so many realms beyond the bounds of notes and words
It is within the stillness of the conscious moment the recognizable euphonic manifestation is revealed