Sunday, 8 March 2015

Phoenix

Is This all there is, Is this , what there is to me,
The Angel in me Rising, Rising high, Rising high in me.
The demons Crashing to the floor, My Angels are much
too strong, Than any evil. Good always wins.
So Clear your heart & thoughts of malice Almost transparent.
The Devil in you will be Squished.
The Angels always rise, like a phoenix from its ashes,
It Grows, from the fire up up, Not down, The Further it climbs.
The more spectacular the colors, The Imagination is is you,
Just clear your mind, of all that`s not pure, There might be stuff??.
There you never wanted to see again. face the Fear.
It helps mold the strength you can find, Yes the Strenght in YOU,
It is Unbelievable, till all you do have is yourself & what is in you.
Life has challenges for us all, in all that we do , from picking a flower,
To planting a seed, & watching this new life bloom, Knowing you helped to
help it grow, In the knowledge what this plant can create , what it can do.
Makes everything seem totaly stupid the lenghts some people have to go,
For what , A Plant , No its lessons it will teach you even a plant has life like feelings.
As you help your plant grow , remember to talk to it, they love this , and its a fact
they love the co2 from your breath . I have Plants that are over 15, and i can tell,
a lot from my plants , how things are in my life, funny as it sounds, if you make a connection.
No matter how small , its there for life, Like minded people find like minded people.
Its great to hear ,that others have problems in their life`s too, Not all is rosy.
As it seems behind every closed door a different story behind every door.
Something different, lies in store , What no one will truly know, due to all the speculation.
O how sad ,

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