The Journey WithIn
He sees his way home across the divine waters of his soul
his gift, his choice, he alone can choose how he moves through these waters
To sail on the winds of love
Looking in through the surface of these waters
Listening to the wind as it wispers to him the lessons of all he sees
He has the choice, it is his gift
He need not choose to hear the wind, for a storm is ever ready
The lessons of his waters are the only way to the temple within his heart
It is his choice to choose his experiences of the waters
For we will all return home, to love within, the one heart of all, our glorious temple
For love is all there is
He doesn't hear the beautiful love filled songs of the wind
A storm is breaks out, the ship rocks yet he still doesn't look in the water, his attention is on his paddels, the sails, his golds, his food,
He has forgotten the wind is all he needs to get to the temple
The ships tips and in he goes, to the depths of loves sweet despair,
He is in pain as in the water he has no wind to nourish him, to breathe and live
He see's the light at the surface and he pushes through
Desperate for the sweet taste of the air,
He climbs in the boat, and the wind caresses his skin to dryness,
The boat starts to float along the waters, for the storm has lessened its load
No gold, no food, no padels to take his attention away from this journey
For he knows they only hold him back, the extra weight slows down the ride
He is in love and ever greatfull for the taste of the air in his soul
For the light which shone through the water, guiding him back to the surface
For the winds which has nurtured and sang to his soul
He is listening
He now cherishes loves sweet song,
He learns the secrets of his waters
He can see the lights of his temple
And follows the path of the wind
Through our waters we will arrive at the temple of heaven within
Through our feeling waters of love divine, we shall all make it to heavens door
We could always see through our waters
We only needed decide to look
The winds sweet song is all we have ever needed to guide us home
It is our choice to let go or hold on to your anchors
For the lighter the load the faster your boat will sail into the light
It is our gift from love to choose our own way,
To choose how long we close our hearts, our ears and our minds to loves truth
It is our gift from love, that no matter which way you choose,
Love will always provide the weathers you need to bring you home
We will all arrive at heavens door... for love is all there is
We will sing, we will dance, for the sound of loves sweet songs echoing in our heart, we are home.....
True Bliss
I pray for all to find their way home, the way to the kingdom of heaven within
I in I
We are love.
~ Tara Love ~
He sees his way home across the divine waters of his soul
his gift, his choice, he alone can choose how he moves through these waters
To sail on the winds of love
Looking in through the surface of these waters
Listening to the wind as it wispers to him the lessons of all he sees
He has the choice, it is his gift
He need not choose to hear the wind, for a storm is ever ready
The lessons of his waters are the only way to the temple within his heart
It is his choice to choose his experiences of the waters
For we will all return home, to love within, the one heart of all, our glorious temple
For love is all there is
He doesn't hear the beautiful love filled songs of the wind
A storm is breaks out, the ship rocks yet he still doesn't look in the water, his attention is on his paddels, the sails, his golds, his food,
He has forgotten the wind is all he needs to get to the temple
The ships tips and in he goes, to the depths of loves sweet despair,
He is in pain as in the water he has no wind to nourish him, to breathe and live
He see's the light at the surface and he pushes through
Desperate for the sweet taste of the air,
He climbs in the boat, and the wind caresses his skin to dryness,
The boat starts to float along the waters, for the storm has lessened its load
No gold, no food, no padels to take his attention away from this journey
For he knows they only hold him back, the extra weight slows down the ride
He is in love and ever greatfull for the taste of the air in his soul
For the light which shone through the water, guiding him back to the surface
For the winds which has nurtured and sang to his soul
He is listening
He now cherishes loves sweet song,
He learns the secrets of his waters
He can see the lights of his temple
And follows the path of the wind
Through our waters we will arrive at the temple of heaven within
Through our feeling waters of love divine, we shall all make it to heavens door
We could always see through our waters
We only needed decide to look
The winds sweet song is all we have ever needed to guide us home
It is our choice to let go or hold on to your anchors
For the lighter the load the faster your boat will sail into the light
It is our gift from love to choose our own way,
To choose how long we close our hearts, our ears and our minds to loves truth
It is our gift from love, that no matter which way you choose,
Love will always provide the weathers you need to bring you home
We will all arrive at heavens door... for love is all there is
We will sing, we will dance, for the sound of loves sweet songs echoing in our heart, we are home.....
True Bliss
I pray for all to find their way home, the way to the kingdom of heaven within
I in I
We are love.
~ Tara Love ~
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