Due wake

Passing thoughts. Inspired by some great talent I have seen.

Fueled by the calling on essence

Tasting unity in pure form

Swaying in the wind listening as angels sound

Venturing in quest through unchartered grounds

Lightly, lightly treading among all life

Signs ripe with the notions that the time is right

Strength designing minds of love in morning light

Destiny in the sunrise

Life is what we make

Whistles echo around the cliffs of our haven

Home in our garden, distant view of the lake

Masks stripped away, the guessing game rests

Insuring the love remains, fate busy forming its due wake

Awakened and painted whole;

this love like art viewed naked in the base of our soul