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From the Ground Up


It is time to learn life from the ground up, not too far off of the soil, just enough to have a chance at never disregarding her. We’ve broken down the walls and spirit is bleeding out, calling our names like solemn prayers- shriek and wail, after you’ve laughed, evermore breathed again and again to always return to Love. Speak of Love. Discuss Love. Laugh with Love. Cry with Love. Dance with Love. Smile with Love. Be Love. Love.

Bow to them they told me, bow. Bow they demanded, bow. But I’d have none of it, this, my belief, is mine. The angels allowed me to dance, a silent waltz that came blistering across the floor like justice within the Heart(H) of Love. Rejoice! Hit it bugle! Soar me a note with G force winds and valuable dreams- Stop. Begin to dream. Dreams, as well as Love, are free. Stop.



© 2011 by mark prime


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