The work of jarade atkinds with my ideas.\
I could go on but what is the point.
My message is clear
We are born into a world of beauty and spirituality...
We just have to open our eyes are truely seek it
To embrace ourselves in true bliss.
I may add more later......organization of words by Jared Adkins, inspiration and ideas by Brian Walters.
I've never been sure of anything else,
anything else at all.
I want....
to dream forever
without time and space
barring me back:
A cloud nine like no other,
a haven of heaven.
I want...
to spread the joy I hold!
and share my love with everyone
and rekindle fading flames
in both the lives, and loves
of everyone I meet
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I beg people to see, to perceive,
all the beauty that's everywhere,
everyday
Thinking of winter:
bitter chills and dreadful pain
leave it all behind-
View nature
embrace the sun and moon
feel the rays, and love their children
bask in the glow, and dance in the dark
so long as we know that we're never alone
Lean lion of winter nights
eating us alive
thinking once again,
beauty is discreet
and comes from anything
and everything-
snow is a bitter chill
but chillingly beautiful,
an angel's tears
tears that we all love....
My message is clear
We are born into a world of beauty and spirituality...
We just have to open our eyes are truely seek it
To embrace ourselves in true bliss.
I may add more later......organization of words by Jared Adkins, inspiration and ideas by Brian Walters.
I've never been sure of anything else,
anything else at all.
I want....
to dream forever
without time and space
barring me back:
A cloud nine like no other,
a haven of heaven.
I want...
to spread the joy I hold!
and share my love with everyone
and rekindle fading flames
in both the lives, and loves
of everyone I meet
------------------------------------
I beg people to see, to perceive,
all the beauty that's everywhere,
everyday
Thinking of winter:
bitter chills and dreadful pain
leave it all behind-
View nature
embrace the sun and moon
feel the rays, and love their children
bask in the glow, and dance in the dark
so long as we know that we're never alone
Lean lion of winter nights
eating us alive
thinking once again,
beauty is discreet
and comes from anything
and everything-
snow is a bitter chill
but chillingly beautiful,
an angel's tears
tears that we all love....
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