Every Day That I Behold
Every Day That I Behold The oracle in my mind Dreams of a third eye in your heart A lucid Continue reading
Every Day That I Behold The oracle in my mind Dreams of a third eye in your heart A lucid Continue reading
When I give, my hands are not like a basket For my care could rock a canyon When I cry, Continue reading
You are my skyline The boundary line Between earth and sky My apparent horizon You are the outline Of my Continue reading