My sun, My son
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As I feel myself floating through the clouds
I take the time to realize there is complete silence
I feel the moister from the clouds settle on my body
I look at the sun through my eye lids
I get a very warm feeling through my whole body
As I lay here in the clouds, I think of nothing
My body begins to get more relaxed
My legs seem to disappear
I think on this, while I’m still relaxed
They are floating away in the clouds
Once I feel this through my mind, it begins to happen to my arms
They begin floating away into nothing
It makes me feel better
I now feel my body start to do the same thing
It’s drifting and floating, away from me
It’s just me and my head, with the radiant sun
I feel my head begin to vanish
I am still here, but my head is leaving
How odd this is, but there’s still beauty in the sun
My head is now gone, it’s just me my sun
My sun, my son, your beauty still comes
I see all around, and you are my son
Although you had left, I have now come
You fill my spirit with the warmth of the sun
Just relax, take a hold of this cord
The silver still shimmers for you and your mom
Take it please, and go to your mom
My time will come, to join you my son
I wrote this tonight, thank you for reading this. It’s a very hard thing to write out for me. It was a very powerful event.
I take the time to realize there is complete silence
I feel the moister from the clouds settle on my body
I look at the sun through my eye lids
I get a very warm feeling through my whole body
As I lay here in the clouds, I think of nothing
My body begins to get more relaxed
My legs seem to disappear
I think on this, while I’m still relaxed
They are floating away in the clouds
Once I feel this through my mind, it begins to happen to my arms
They begin floating away into nothing
It makes me feel better
I now feel my body start to do the same thing
It’s drifting and floating, away from me
It’s just me and my head, with the radiant sun
I feel my head begin to vanish
I am still here, but my head is leaving
How odd this is, but there’s still beauty in the sun
My head is now gone, it’s just me my sun
My sun, my son, your beauty still comes
I see all around, and you are my son
Although you had left, I have now come
You fill my spirit with the warmth of the sun
Just relax, take a hold of this cord
The silver still shimmers for you and your mom
Take it please, and go to your mom
My time will come, to join you my son
I wrote this tonight, thank you for reading this. It’s a very hard thing to write out for me. It was a very powerful event.
Chasing a trail of smoke and reason.
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I look forward to reading more of your work.
The incense burning
As the flame dances on its wick
The alter seems so beautiful
The cloak seems to flow
As the tip of the knife begins to carve
The markings begin to show
The wood seems softer
As the shapes come together
The stone work is beautiful
The water is pure
As oil and salt blend under candle light
The energy begins to rise
My body now pulses
As energies now increase
The spirits are kind
The love is showing
As sun sets in the distance
The woods now glow
My soul is released
As the animals come to watch
How lovely they look on this sunset
My body falls limp
As I ascend above
The glaze is perfect
My understanding grows
As I become a drop in the collective
My journey is complete