Morning Gospel

I love my solitary matins, morning excursions and incursions toward simply divine places, reading to hear voices from my past inside prophetic choices occupy BeLoved Community futures. In this sacred space we sing full time health resolutions, ego therapeutic gospel by day, and dream Gaia's good-wealthy news remixed by night Regenerating each dawn's richly choired multicultural anthem climaxing just as SunGod kisses EarthMother's rich-soiled face of graceful embrace for all Her co-invested Tribes. I then love quiet endings for this global namaste psalm, when my monastic ego re-enters Earth's deeply private sacred school co-mentoring lessons Yang proposes what we learned from last night's dreamy discern, and Yintegrity inductively disposes why we saw and heard contentiously dissonant stragglers Offering a gentle decompositional reminder, we must overcome traumatic karma, together, preferably in four-harmonic resonant polyphonic therapy. I love our not so solitary Earth-morning CoPresence breathing in Yang positive, breathing out Yintegrity's double-negatives, appositional dipolarities, reverse co-relational analogies, positive polycultural love as not not negative angry fear of monocultural hate, singing co-passionate dialectical raves in resonant 4/4 octaves Primal AnthroMe/GaianWe deep dawning resilience, smooth as brown-skinned silk.