Palm Sunday

what goes through the mind

and how it was the air of something

that meant the earth, the soul

the  feelings of voices

and  good harmony

were echos of the same rhythm

and connect as its own dance

and nothing withdrawn

listen to the words

and know that the light of a Higher power

is returning

and making a mark

that touches the soul for always

and forever as a uplift



About mistermaxxx08

i believe in God first and foremost. i love the blessings of love,life and liberty and creativity. i believe in living a Blessed life and I enjoy encounters and the greatness of so many incredible souls who have united here and i enjoy the creativity and depth. we are all Unique. i welcome comments, questions,conversations and peace and the best to all.
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