This site is as about the inspiration I get, as I am designed to get, where faith and conviction are my two flowers, which receive light when asked to God.
What is sin’ing?
Is it singing?
Well duh! Yes!
It’s singing.
Now what?
Well let’s sing.
What to sing?
Make it a song,
While the chords,
“ting”.
Let it be majestical,
And beautiful,
For it’s my friend Lark,
Who is the music director,
Of the melodious tune,
Which we are going to sing.
Adios!
A soul said to me,
The sun is blue,
And the moon is red.
Keep the sky in the drawer,
And say the rest.
Keep on playing.
The harmonica,
The beautician’s magic.
I am the one behind the curtains,
Let the colours finish.
I said-“What are you saying?”
He said-“I didn’t say anything.
It was the saying of the truth.”
Who knows?
Adios!
The impression was new.
The love was forged.
And the bond renewed.
The sayings were said,
The truth was aloud,
To be in my garden,
Was the new triumph,
That made us proud.
Adios!
Expressed a desire to write a story,
It went around the mind and away from the crest.
And like flying bird,
I did the rest.
I expressed a desire,
To be in the music,
And write a new song.
I expressed a desire,
To say the truth,
And to be in the new light.
I expressed a desire,
To meet with the Lord the father,
The Preserver of all,
But I found that I had met him much before.
I expressed a desire,
To be desireless,
And found that it was all.
Adios!
A breakfast for three,
Is what it is these days.
Three egg whites,
With layered bread and jam,
With a leaf of ice berg lettuce,
Sandwiched in between.
A breakfast for three,
With three cups full of milk-tea,
And red berries.
It sings happiness,
And makes life full like a flowering tree.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 