Into the Woods
Let us stroll into the woods clasping hands into the forest of unconditional love.
Let our spirits sparkle and sizzle as we dance under celestial-bound stars above.
Let the steam of our passion for life; nourish the flowers as due upon the grass.
Let us bask in the joys of the present, rendering no thoughts or cares of the past.
Let no principality separate this tide of kindness with its blissful ebb and flow.
Let us be divinely guided together manifesting great harmony and peace wherever we may go.
Let us be blessed in a sea of joy as passive shadows gently cross with mine.
Let our sacred nature savor the sweet universal essence of the purest love divine.
Let us consider this glorious, mysterious, and ever-expanding universe as the woods in which we stroll.
Think of the stars as the forest, with some stars just bursting into existence and some that are very old.
No different than an infant star, from nowhere, we burst into existence at birth.
Even before conception, God knew our specific reason and our purpose for arriving here on earth.
So into the woods, some go searching for something they already have inside.
For all of us were left with the comforter, with us this entity will continually abide.
We as servants in the court of the Lord have relentless faith and simply know,
There is an endless supply of abundance all around us, for as it is above so it is below.
Copyright © Wayne Smith | Year Posted 2022
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