DARE DIVE A TAD DEEPER?

Day dawns spacious, 

more room, more air, 

more fresh flowing life. 

Gone flying, gone lying, 

a cloistered closed mind

one tiny Teutonic over night 

Bag. 

limiting shade, 

burned days, 

birthed daze, 

Crow cries flown over seize, 

squeaking squawking

A limiting dark crying crevice, 

a chasm of conflict, 

a vulture vapid , 

a carrion killed 

bent barrels smoking 

rifle tips flapping. 

Sheer relief now 

as The Goss Spell blesses 

Each Fresh Morn, 

each daily dose, 

one infinite Free Creative 

Space; 

limit less, 

love more, 

pure & simple, 

all the best in a 

Be no harm fullness, 

her fierce grace, 

her wild fire, 

Her Vital, 

Her Simple 

Vibrant Light Exquisite.