I am flying with God now Magnificent wingspan The view is unreal (No. It's real.) The view is real. I see it all without seeing it. I see it all...? A seer? The dab lifts the truth up to who I am. Just high enough to glimpse a massive forehead coming my way. (I don't get it? Is it a new-age riddle?) It's Me. I'm entering in last in the story, so spiritually speaking I'm here to find a balance between God and Love before all hell breaks loose. If you lost hope in me, it is a great regret, but you didn't really lose hope in me, you gave it to me and for that I thank you. (Aww... Ain't that the sweetest thing?) Hiss! (Oh my God it just hissed at me! Run kids!) © 2016 Mark Richard Prime
(The Weaver's Song)