Life is breath-taking, even in dreams we dream during the
night, living in the stillness of our beings, minds still
working as we sleep.
Giving us ideas that never stop flowing throughout our
lives, loving, living, finding meaning that fits within
our entire purposes.
Steadily searching, giving in to the intensity of our
souls, finding the solo path to God, always seeing light
ahead of us, heading for it's bright vibrant energy.
Knowing it's coming straight from God, no where else could
it come from, it's much to spiritual to form anywhere but
in heaven.
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