did you ask
to be born
or was it 
simply chance
some luck
or divine 
novel intention
what about
those stars
aligned with heaven
maybe then
we'll find 
an answer
to what
we are
where we
have been
how now
existence intact
birth contracts
signed sealed
then delivered
not luck
or chance
but relevance
with nature
answering God
as every
divine creature
rephrases glory
storied reprise
something intervention
so conception
more over
natural connection
ovulated egg
resolvent sperm
divinity's natural
living invitation
be that
sacred interpretation
crowded jungle
or desert thirst
this newborn
universal inclination
soulful spirit
seeking something
further education
being something
so lastly asking
while we
are born
is this
sacred soul
revelated first
or is 
birth alone
spirit's consolation

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what's left 
besides waves
relevant moments
demanding fear
what remains
besides tides
incredible moments
seeing clear
forever went
slamming doors
eternal came
wanting more
closed eyes
being here
clasped hands 
devotee cries
what's left
besides grains
troubled sand
washed up
bloodied gore
what's next
mixing mortar
thick slurry
cement dreams
into bloody
unfurled torture
remorseful scenes
ingesting mercury
beyond that
medicinal themes
what's next
God's will
dreaming creation
something beautiful
divine invitation
beyond human
universal stasis
relevated terrestrial
savoury illumination
what's left
beyond that
celestial communication
what's left
tsunami waves
surging tides
beyond that
human madness
what's left
past this
human sadness
 

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time again
flailing motion
sailing then
crazed emotion
flying zen
trinket notions
crossing time
dismissive caution
walking reckless
perilous lines
permissive motivation
juggling invitation
what about yours
these moments
what about mine
rolling donuts
peering through
life's missing
elusive hole
search seconds
innocent days
count minutes
all these
kissing nights
reveling hours
timely commotion
all of yours
phased communication
all of mine
gauged promotion
this millennial
significant age
beyond menial
hands on
time's eternal
universal clock
ticking down
profound space
sensing here
resounding time
sublimely clear
immensely grounding
time's precious
insistent place
poetic somehow
your smiling face
embracing now

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what about 
that sometimes
romantic dream
where you
are real
when I'm
not alone
but then
I wake
to find
you are
truly gone
foolishly something
about dreams
they don't
last long
truthfully something
about you
all about
passionate love
or so
it seems

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does God
ever speak
without thinking
would God
create things
without blinking
could God
break things
after drinking
should God
float things
save sinking
what if
God would
make things
much better
what could
God do
writing things
prophetic letters
maybe thinking
God should
speak words
reform swords
some thing
forever better
maybe dreaming
we should
reform words
creating poems
thinking God
speaks poetry
not simply
enlightened words
creation thinking
divine letters
does God
ever digress
think God
sacred ingress
thank God
divine progress

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what if
love died
what would
could we
ever do
what if
we all
went blind
maybe sunlight
would be
less important
maybe we
would adapt
become absolute
dense underground
cave blind
but senseless
tinned fish
inside inner
never see
rich gorgeous
dynamic light
what if
utter madness
manic us
took all
panic everyone
never talking
no anyone
longer walking
only crawling
what then
my human
fellow beings
that where
nothing scene
means all
since anything
we are
our father's
mother's dreams
eroding rock
demanding divine
insane erosion
blame sand
grinding things
sad incline
madly blind
want unraveling
travail brings
traveled grief
perhaps something
refines adept
again dreams
righteous love
vying light
trying left
bereft space
sad empty
difficult place
truth finds
love dies
evolving heart
lost grace
confusing sound
displacing parts
that sightless
disgraced place
crazed mind
romance drowns
stasis profound
emotion love
goes blind
never seeing
ever being
something sensational
crying love's
blind impassioned
dying face

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out digging
rooting around
spade and fork
pulling weeds 
hoeing admittedly
this rakish world
show me stylish
dashing work
this holy ground
let me hear
life singing sweetly
unfettered sparrows
resplendent tweets
alight on this
project Eden
honey romancing yarrow
garden mounds
caressing furrows
so kitchen knife
buttered sorrows
thus dinner fork
viral broccoli
other spiral vegetables
something green
profound chlorophyll
tumbling clouds
reflecting light
angular gleaning
feeding eclectic
electric nature
letting sacred
get elective
introspective sound
freedom soul
reflecting earth
free your heart
grounding future
but yet
astounding yoga
those tortured
apex mountains
north wind
rugged creatures
faults and all
crest fallen
but that
forward calling
into unfettered
sprouting poems
sacred fountains
spouting intellectual
obstrusive foam
as hurried oceans
shout and rise
so keep digging
rooting around
hoe away
cutting up
night into day
legendary disguise
split that
big surmise
shift weeds
expose roots
dig nature
healer mother
lover earth
creature medicine
gifts of myrrh 
sap from reticence
digging up stories
what is
all this
so never
give up
gathering holy
what sacred
truly is
sanctuary medicine
enigma into glory
Eden's whole story
truly worthy
this holy planet
legendary turf
want mixed
with needs
digging elixir
fissured roots
treasured girth
applicating weeds
adapting fruit
divine glory
nature's stature
given apt birth
cultivating sacred
planting storied seeds
creative truth
digging and rooting
celestial worth

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