boy... don't you let
the
lefthand know
what the righthand
is doing and everything
will be alright
then
who shall
i
trust...just trust in the Lord
EarthTribe dancing divas
still indulge emphatic circling
meditations
Dogmatically embodying
mindful medications
Producing peaceful pleasures
spiraling passions
against war's relentless anti-paradise
Dancing resiliently within
organic drama
while resonantly without
systemic trauma
Right hand
and foot
open out
in front of
future win/win
mindfully embodied
penetrations
in behind Left past
win/lose shady
mean predations
Right hand gratefully open
virtuous praising circles
inviting LeftBrain
viscous
vicarious healing
vicious marches
in ancient patristic
hierarchical lines
Resolving EarthDivas
now prancing in space-timed spirals
extending boundaries
to soon embrace love's immortal
body-mindful warm regard
Together circling
Earth's silent empowering
dormant winter solstice
starlit witnessing Adventure
Enlightening
dancing Gaia-With-Us
inside win/win
newborn presence Presents
Divinely humane
returning RightHand up
and LeftFoot forward
round wombed joy
Voiced
and love choiced
again
Indigenous divas
dancing EarthMother's
ancient wisdom
passion
light
power.
I wonder...
If RightWing Activists
are, thereby,
actively against
Allies of a healthy
cooperative
co-invested
compassionate democracy.
If RightMind disempowered pessimists
lack Win/Win enlightened grace
to feel unconditional warm economies
of politically organic love
in sacred time and space.
If RightHand monotheistic powers
could ever learn
from divine experience
to become more bicamerally
GreenLiberal/RedConservational
co-ecstatic
If Left/Right circling spectral lights
of win/win thriving Egos
worshipping our sacred shared
sexual EcoSystems
become, thereby,
compassionate peace-thriving
intrapersonal repairs
supporting resilient interpersonal partnerships,
resonant teams,
and 7-regeneration sustainable,
multisensory health and safety
communions
unions,
transcendently co-empathic
As when GreenNoise Wonder
grows in nonverbal compassion,
integrity of sacred
Red Holesome
inviting robust Awe.
Wonder
is like Joy
except more below the waist
and less above,
said the Muse
to the Choreographer.
Awe
accompanies Wonder
and yet feels more silent bass
and less trembling treble
cleft,
said the Choreographer
to the RightHand dominant
Composer
Joy sings
overflowing Awesome pelvic dance
more above the neck
and less wondrously below
our DarkWhole sacred chakra
of deep lusty Integrity,
said the Masseur
to the multiculturing Muse,
face down on his table.
Wonder
is like Joy
except more below the waist
and less above,
repeated the Muse
to his hopeful Choreographer.
opposed
worldwide
by all
yet victorious
active
His kingdom comes
to rule forever
marked out
by morality
in peace
the righteous
will flourish
preminent
among men
friend of the poor
enemy of the oppressor
an
everlasting
name
the object
of
eternal thanks
recipient of blessing
heir of the covenant
&
priesthood
devoted divine
seated at the righthand
the
promised
seed
&
second
adam
A teacher taught many years ago
theres no gold at the end of a rainbow.
The gold you seek is there for all to see
its within you and its within me.
Kindness and compassion are the key
Im sure you will agree.
A friendly word,a helping hand
a letter a text that would be grand.
Hold my hand wipe away my tears
show me how you truly care.
Speak words that cause joy not harm
always,always try to charm
And this world will be a better place
if more people just embrace
So share a hug, swap a smile
you will find it most worthwhile.
Now just follow me
and you will see .
PRESS alt, hold it down and the number 3 on the keypad on the righthand side of the keyboard (windows ) place your cursor in the address bar at the end before you try it
A precious gift from me .
move ancient serpent
where
the
lefthand know not
where
the
righthand dwelleth
in
time and space
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