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.
