Calling for the spirit…
by Stark
Posted to Action Poetry on 2002-06-25 14:20:00
Parent message is 218133
… those storms, that hail storm gail force swirl stamped on my eyes, blueprinted and glistening in the night my eyes the heights the eyes, my heights taken up by a Force inside my bubbling over into world… [i laugh] its so good, touch God-Qualities… divine atmosphere’s in mind, in soul, in spirit creating real high moods to match the memory and meaning of the now… flying can’t we Be… come to me….