The birdsong takes flight and my ears summon its truth. Truth, they sing, will be mine to craft with nothing more and nothing less than the fullness of Love…
(Or so you believe?)
Yes. Beyond even your own pittance of doubt…
(Silence… Sound…)
The spirit arrives in a clanging transport, with love as cargo, forgiveness as key to the Love locked outside. Love’s banging on the door, wanting in.
Let us begin the long journey back Home to retrieve our forgiveness, love and peace…
© 2012 the spirit of Love and Peace dancing through Mark Richard Prime
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