BECKONING THE POETIC RECKONINGS OF PRINCELINESS

 
BECKONING
 
THE PURPLE RAIN
 
TO FALL INTO GRACE
 
 
BECKONING
 
THE DOVES
 
TO NEVER CRY
 
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MANY A SOUL HAS COME AND GONE
 
MANY A SOUL WILL COME AND GO
 
AS THE ETERNITY OF THE SOUL
 
HELPS THE (EVER SPIRITED) RIVER
 
OF TIMELESS TIME TO FLOW
 
 
THE JOURNEY OF THE HEART SONG
 
OUR SPIRITS SOUL-TRAVEL UPON
 
DREAM STREAMS ITSELF ENDLESSLY
 
INTO THE SEVEN SEAS
 
OF INFINITE POTENTIALITY
 
 
FOREVER RECYCLING
 
CEREMONIAL RITUALITY
 
WHILE INFUSING IT'S ESSENCE
 
WITHIN THE ENDLESS WAVES
 
OF POETIC CONSCIOUSNESS
 
GLOWING UPON
 
THE FACE OF THE OCEAN
 
 
FLYING AS WE SWIM
 
SWIMMING AS WE FLY
 
THROUGH THE INVISIBLE
 
DREAM DOORWAYS
 
AND SOUL WINDOWS
 
OF THE SKY OCEAN SKY
 
 
FLOATING AS WE FLY
 
FREE FALLING
 
ABOVE AND BELOW
 
THE SKY CEILINGS
 
AND OCEAN FLOORS
 
OF MORTALITY
 
 
BEYOND THE LINEAR
 
FALSEHOODS OF REALITY
 
 
BEYOND
 
THE WHO, WHAT, WHERE,
 
WHEN, AND WHY
 
 
BECKONING
 
THE PURPLE RAIN
 
TO FALL INTO GRACE
 
AS THE DOVES FOREVER CRY
 
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AS THE DOVES STOP THEIR CRYING
 
THEY BEGIN TO FOREVER SIGH
 
A SILENT MANTRA IN ANSWERING
 
THE QUESTIONS OF LIFE
 
 
BEYOND THE WHO, WHAT,
 
WHERE, WHEN, AND WHY
 
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(c) Louis-Virie Blanche
Under A Moon Full Of Scorpio
4/21-22/2016