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life 3 min read 632 views Jul 28, 2015

who (...give back the love)

Who are we fooling...

to think somehow, we are different

when, as the story goes

 

once upon a time

two young lovers met

in the most intimate of embraces

senses were aroused and explored

our spirits merged like raindrops

 

on a journey back to the earth

this new thing we do...

 

felt right, together

exhausting our need

and made us smile

made man and woman one

called another in our image to us

 

coming into being as a child

and when we treasure and respect one another

the loving connection continues on

growing

 

much like a soft explosion between the legs

a beautiful signal of expression

 

as a beginning of this union

between souls

 

this is

 

...the song of life

 

much like a rocket

exploded into the space

between the stars

 

another spiritual essense

 

became initiated

 

dropped like a bomb into a bright new world

of exploding consciousness surrounded by blurred images

 

...then a familiar voice

 

focused upon the one whose heartbeat drums

have been in our soul forever

 

the one who will be known as mom...

in her arms we know

 

we are home

 

knowing we are loved

as we feel the warmth return in a familiar way

with soothing, encouraging words

 

calling into our collective souls

welcome to the world of spirits

...of loving consciousness

 

 

soon

an inner voice

awakening

cries out to us

 

creating an irresistible urge

to extend ourselves into this new world of light

in visions which are not seen

but deeply felt

 

merge

into our consciousness

once more

 

and made us climb with an urgency

deeply back into the cradle

of our mothers arms

 

to the breast

to feed the growing

hunger inside

 

sleep now

and become one

with those ancestral voices

 

...it's in the blood

to express yourself

like there is no tomorrow

 

we have come from a large family

to give back the love

of generations

 

before

 

the first time

we drew breath

the creator had blessed us

to hear drumbeats in our hearts

and share the love

 

and it is good...

 

 

who does not hear those voices

 

does not know what it is to be alive

 

give back the love

remember

 

back inside the womb

our mother called to us

as beautiful people

 

who we are

 

accept this title

share the warmth and glow with others

 

being kind is contagious, like heat

 

when lacking we feel cold

 

unconsciously seeking warmth

 

...its in our blood

 

brothers and sisters, all

 

a positive energy to absorb the cold

it is not yours, foolish pride

but theCreators wish,

which draws us back together

with intimacy to share

person to person

 

one to one

to give us peaceful lives

 

 

who are we

not to give back

 

the love...that

 

cannot be denied

 

 

have a good cry

 

when you are hurt

 

but never forget,

 

how it comes to be

that we are blessed...

 

our prayers answered,

 

before we were born

 

 

...our dreams as children

 

washed daily in loving tides,

 

 

 

despite our troubles

 

 

 

we must remember

 

how we felt about one another

...in loving times

 

 

 

resist the hurt and pain

 

...just give back

the love

 

C2

 

 

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