Let Us Rumble Our Love

Let us rumble our Love, not our guns. Let us trumpet our Love not our fear. Let us Love as if our very lives not only depended on it, but were beholden to it and with little choice but to adapt to the evolving Home.

What would we be? It was solely up to us what we evolved into. The way I see it there are two choices, be a child of and friend to the (H)eartH or be her foe, destined to be fully absorbed by Creation's spirit.

Let us begin to adapt to our surroundings as if they were a part of us…

© 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Prime


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