"transition"
Transition
from the mind’s condition
revealed God’s unconditional love!
I had been my own man within usual concepts,
I needed transition from carnal mind’s inept,
I realized error of my ways.
By God’s love, precious style,
reconciled!
Of social resigned,
I was own worst enemy…
unconsciously blind!
Living my mind’s illusions,
not mindful of power source!
Having lived natural incline,
was paranoid schizophrenic,
of the flesh, nothing authentic,
miscommunications of mind.
Now I dwell in graces complete,
and all new commitments I make,
having lived natural incline,
I have spirit's eugenics.
Love’s composition not of mind,
transitional maturity,
in the grace of love’s purity,
most heavenliest, top of line,
having lived natural incline.
For: Trois Par Huit Rondel
In Honor of Jared Pickett
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