Purple
Purple is the color of my essence that gives me courage
in the now here on Earth. I have courage amongst the whaling
of the lost, the gnashing of teeth and in between the
devil's claw. Purple is my life, past, present and everyday
that I am blessed with.
In times of woe the music of life, God's divine love reaches
out to pull me into the highest realms. The colors here are
too beautiful, colors so jewel like in their hues.
Voices of laughter sound like the moving of wind chimes.
So here while living amongst the turmoil of the blind, the
silent, the ignorant, I blessed to have form, my being in
the color purple... the royal blood of the Lord.
I live in a love so vast, so deep which causes peace to
reside in my mind where all blessings flow... to give me
my reality as my thoughts deem it so.
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