Be your own religion
be your own heritage of flesh and bone
be your own foundation together
Never ever alone
be your own person
No one else will ever do
no 1 can ever be you
be your own radio station
be your sovereign nation
be your best teacher
be your own guru, Sage seeker
Ye are Goddess, Gods
be your own
you are wind, tree, stones
Spirit breathes everything
every eye sees
the branches the leaves
the roots, of our great mysteries
Holy Spirit vibrates
Free
all is dynamic flux
all is clay to touch
Earth yields to our bare feet
the stones sit joyfully sing
blades of grass the winds wing
all is complete
be
nothing
perfection
sweet
Spring
You are in bloom
the passing of the Buddha sacred Scorpio Moon
Be a flower
be a heart thundering wave to the Jupiter noon
be your power
The time comes...when we will
a moment rainstorms shower
every word ever spoken,
that leads to your own private hour
time folds upon itself in spiraling radiance
be your own moment
your own Queen
King
be you are apart of this delicate, indivisible song God sings.
be your hearts desire
you are sacred, everything.
Wonderful!!! Yes, you write from your Heart, your Soul, the Light of God’s Intelligence that is within you. You have found freedom. Honest, real and at peace with the Living Presence of Life, the Ungovernable Holy Child takes our hand, leads us and shows us the Way, and as we are lifted to the Light, our world is lifted with us.
Very inspirational! James, did you write it?