Excuse my Muse

Wow my apartment is so quiet I can literally hear my heart beat My muse seems to have retired In my broken down hp pc I’m forced to freestyle Let my imagination run wild Get in touch with inner child And red reasons to frown to smile First thing is my monk friend Texted me at 5 am with greetings And two of my three men Are part of thoughts so fleeting I think I have to admit to me I like the idea of lavender love as wealth As soon as red flags start flying I miss my Buddhist ways of health I am such a free fuchsia spirit I also embrace Christianity Deep in my heart I feel it That the way is not limiting What if the highest one Is like a path that one will find As long as you seek enlightened ones And denounce everything evil in kind What if your mind is open to Good and wholesome love And your heart becomes renewed As your peach path opens up I have no amber answers Only amethyst analysis hazel hopes That hate won’t be a cherry cancer In us or U.S. help Holy Ghost As I said my muse is confused Trying to revive from an iPhone I know that my heart will choose Holy love first as hearts home