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CREATION OF MAN Section Sistine Chapel Ceiling 1511 -MICHELANGELO

 do not be afraid

                  GO !     MY  BELOVED
         YOU are the CENTRE OF CREATION
so go                      c r e a t e

see  these children in my
EMBRACing Protect   ion
                       I create them for    You
I will send them when 
you are                      READY

        we all float and fly
together confidently 
but NOW you must 
                                 L  E  A  V E

our forefingers are 
DISENGAGING in pattern paternal 
forever humanity will 
                   REMEMBER this gesture
                   call it  TWO IN ONE
              the HOLDING and LETTING go
                            sign of
                    GRACE and   
                                  DIVINE INSTRUCTION
 
when you are below
I incubate your progeny and ALL WORLDS 
                 this teen 
your son                 is telling you
                  BE           not afraid
               
he becomes ANGRY
because you lounge hesitant        question
                           or plead longingly 
                           he cannot wait to
                           elevate what you 
                           will CREATE 
                           but wait he must
                           because ONLY I
                           make                  TIME

                           I  AM  s  t r e t c h i n g 
                                   Y O U
                                               SON
   I      A M                       
                    O P E N I N G    S K Y
                                               F L Y
                  
                           as I am at this instant
                           surrounding myself with
                           MY creations
                           then letting them GO
                           this   is    NO      F
                                             
                                              A
                                                 LL
call it              A
                      R
                      T
               
  MY COMMAND FOR YOU TO GET UP  
                            then                                                
                                                        Y
                                                   L
                
                                    F
 
You are my CHOSEN 
EYES to eyes
MINE say            NOW  IS  THE  TIME

           recline no more in safety and 
           cloud beauty
 
you are stronger than 
you think
 
MY  ferocity 
I use it with                 LOVE
I am not forsaking you
with                            MY POWER  and           
                                   URGENCY 

YOU WILL too soar on my WINDS 
they will carry your shapely limbs
and song
your ready groin
will create at my bidding 
your elegant fluid fingers
caress what I may
Question not MY
IMAGE                          descendANT
shapely ears will           HEAR
wide nostrils will
                                      BREATHE
                                      LOVE 
as food will 
flow from hair tip to toe tip
ACT and RELAX
written in your bodily     CONSTITUTION

Forever MICHELANGELO, 
                                           Sculptor 
              humble Genius I saLute You 
                            MY Son of Marbled 
                                  Art 


 

Copyright © Ghairo Daniels

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