saturday as moments

held as its own bells

and keeping as its own hope as its own wise

as its own truth

as the normal

and held as its own cause

as its own the rush


and its own fronts


as the wanted

and held as its own kept

as the dance

as the urgent

and spoke

as its own meaning

and make

as the caution


as its own lasting making


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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