Notes On His Page

Allow it to flow like water through pathways leading you to the depths of inner you Your inner world is as infinite as eternal wells for the creator all is flowing through You can't escape the lucid vision that is viewing you as it sees all both high & low In between all seeing eyes is where he resides projecting himself into the middle of present flow Reflections of him are all around resembling mirrors in the sunlight We've been blinded by his presence to such a degree that some need glasses to see their light You're a child of him in your own right but you must see where your thoughts have gone wrong Some sing to high heaven in low tones then wonder why the vibe is off on their songs We're the keys in a song that the All wrote that will play throughout all lifetimes We're divine music composed of notes of lifetimes that forever play in divine mind