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Waiting

Waiting on my Lovely angel Love’s spirit to arrive like a cool fingertip upon the warm forehead… I’m dancing with the only spirit I’m meant to when she’s in the room…

Now we dance in silence to our Love song, she and I, and the noise is faded, minds alert of their own existence. Enough...

Breathe.

Love.

Breathe...


© 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Woven by Humankind

The truth is not a fairy tale woven by humankind, at least not to the degree with which our stories have become the fading memory of who we were born to be...

© 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

A Somber Dance

This is a somber dance, and I am not sure just where it began? I imagined something was begging me to set it free tonight. It came on me like a current of electricity, why follow the code of the day if all we do with it is bring our own kind screeching to a miserable halt, leaving us useless and raging in our present state of being?

O! Why do we not see that the ground and sky is the Heart(H) of Creation? Why do we not understand that there are many who see it the same way, but our fears don't allow us to dispense enough love to keep from drowning in our useless trepidation. Why do we not see that it is our deeds and our beliefs that are savior and Christ, love and forgiveness, life and laughter, belief and duty?

(ping)

© 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Where, When

Where I will speak I cannot know, save upon the (H)eartH, when I will speak, same thing, they're both definite, the rest is entertainment...

© 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Love's Choosing

Something tells me, that if we imagine it without any fear in it, it is then within our minds and our hands to create at the behest of Love's choosing...

© 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Who Would Get in the way of Truth

Or, who would get in the way of truth coming to pass within their own reflection of having been? Of having been. We've, I've always been within eternity and I unwittingly stumbled upon the pathway to Love because my head is upside-down, so instead of fear's hell, I saw Love's Home and I saw, self and surroundings, before any of my belief and now, I'd imagine, it's time to believe in Love, Life and Laughter before we come-up just short of the beginning to full Love. Wouldn't you agree?

(ping)

© 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Faith that She Will

I created much early on because of my fear as to where I would land, but that was, or so I found, to be selfish, so I opted for Love instead.

Love, peace and goodness to everyone and all, and that which treats the eartH like a sacred vow.

I post my songs to my Lovely angel Love here on my Facebook with faith that she will read them and her faith that i am hers. Two minds, a singular vow. Love and Forgiveness.

Hello...

(Echo)

Methinks the echo is me? Either my need to speak or my need to remember an echo that I might scribe your Love into my belief...

© 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

It is the Nature of it

And it is the nature of that which we cannot influence, eartHquakes. We can't, save for our machinery and waste that are setting loose the eartH's sway. Perhaps then belief should be wed to reality before the whole thing goes pop?

Peace my friend and brother...

© 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Being Eternal

Where are we to go if Creation is everything there is to know?

What if Heaven, being eternal, were all there was? Wouldn't it make sense that we should rise to the occasion, the Mother eartH’s saviors, all? If God is everything, and everything is God, then eternity is where we are, and since Home, in my belief, is Heaven, I’m in eternal Heaven. And if it be the will of God and Love I long to stay here for the remainder…

(The hell you say!)

In this Heaven you will never die a cruelty of some twisted fate or last resort on a list of your beliefs. O! If only we had thought of Home as a part of our eternity? Does she not satisfy our every need? (What more could we want when we have all that we need!) Is she not majestic enough for we parasites of eternity’s Heaven?

Do not my fellow brother and sister, imagine me a fool. I may not know one damn thing worth repeating, but I’m giving it my best shot at finding my place in all of this and wondering if it’s in my way. If this is worth r…

In the Presence of Love

Soon, Love is going to enter with the fullness of its reach and we are going to be in the presence of Love, if God decides to pay a visit, there's no way in "hell" we could ever afford the tab! Bang bam boom and a bing boppity bing bing bong, send your prayers ever inward to who you were born to be!

© 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

The Youth Are Nearest

The youth are nearest to Love. We that are older seem sunken behind the teeth of our chattering tongues, sightless to wreck and ruin, deaf to the call of the Heart(H). The youth are most ready for us to imagine something better of ourselves, of those who are different than we, of those whose spirits have not been lifted for far too long. I can sense the drum and tambourine in this story, the sounds of humankind, not the noise of humankind...

© 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

In Order to Grant Us

The green remedy is our hope, full Love is only possible and it's in our hands to create when we remain peaceful, loving, civilized...

God and Love have both been gauging our creations, They are sorting through all of the Love sunken beneath the veneer of our Fear in order to grant us our most loving wishes. Anything less is forgotten. We too will benefit from all of this, the blue sky will trace its finger across our sunken faces and we will rise up out of the ashes of our design and finally see what we are, it is my daily prayer...

© 2012 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime