
It has just been one of those months. One for the books, one that you would add some hot sauce to it and still would not taste good. Yes, even my little bird is ordering, I sit still and let it be. Wondering where the train will land. Smiling. Riding. The train. I am.
Soulfest
Rediscovering Love

Trying to escape the limb of an octopus, my pulse vibrates at the landing of the airplane.
My heart beats faster reminiscent of a railroad train. My body shakes with the sound of a raging twister tantamount to the voice propelling my name and in the array, I see this delicate persona streaming down the corner heating up my blood like a sperm in search of an egg.
Along side, my voice whispers at sound of his voice. Lost love, a burning fire, resplendent candle in the edge of a stairway, an appetizer for a lost soul a ring of a bonfire.
Angelic as always and staring at the brink of the artery, love beams in a dark Sunday night. Hand and hand strolling by the calm river, my heart beats like a juvenile in heat, blowing the abandoned cabin where the stethoscope becomes a refuge of a life long desire.
One Love…

I went to bed late last night, like many perhaps, following the coverage of Alton Sterling and Philando Castle’s passing and subsequent events in Dallas. Woke up this AM, went about my affairs of life, grateful and blessed that the good Lord has allowed me to see one more day. We are all here. One planet. One being. One blood. No need to hurt. No need to hate. No need to divide. Treasure and respect each other. Hug. Appreciate life. Be kind to it. I bleed. I love.I pray. Peace!

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