The Mirror's Tear Part 4
Remember again how you use to skip Stone and watch the ripples just find their way to possibility's reach?
Conjoined concentric rings following after each other like meaning and gravitational direction-
Answering innate, unconscious questions.
An order that makes sense, of things.
Tied together with invisible string.
Concentric startlings, like Ducklings waddling-
their take on things.----
Eyes on the prize,
taking off into future flight,
in the image of their bossy Matriarch of dreams-
of understanding,
minding
their everything.
With nosey beak.
A no nonsense heart string",---
pulls them
line by line.
Alexandrias own--- built army marching.
In search of the Mystery.
Learning to fly,
to swim the air
But not in a chaotic way,
not in a meaningless splay,
but relative,
Each.
One?
Like those ripples breaking the stagnant silence.
The flame lighting the empty sconce.
The birds imitating the coming of the Lord, giving glory to the sky.
-V- for Victory.
A leader and it's wing?
Christening Spring.
For all to see.
Swimming the air
In synchronicity never wondering why
waves of frequency art, poetry-
Stages how everything relates
to everything.
One overlooking one,
one after the other.
Like something that comes naturally.
A Love that loves the lover.
Like a child that clings.
To Mother.
God IS integrity.
It is already done.
But the mirrors tear, you can see it Cascade, crystal clear, then gets misty and hides from. It's dear. Solitary one.
A Dawn to share.
Still, it waits for you, with all love,
See how God's integrity cares?
to be, by YOUR side.
Let God save your soul and see.
Copyright © Jude Herrick | Year Posted 2019
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