Deacon ~Earth~

As the sky fills with silence,

The wind blows through my landscapes
As the dirt below carries my grain,
The water inserts it's fertile minerals
So my innerself remains the same......

So now see us in the ocean, where blue rays of beauty glow,
Feel it in a vessel, where these rapid rivers flow,
Hear me whisper in your ear, so stunning it fills the air...
See me in a tree top high, reach and feel me flying

Falling like stars from these blue skies,
Such beauty aquires my being..
I constitute a helping hand my body its mine for healing
As the widow women weep's a saddened story,
Amongst this lonely hour...
My body of soil conserves her,
Through the mercy of this flower..
Through life a common death to breathe,
Regonize my matter Dirt, wind and water.....



Calisto ~Water~

Expel me through your lips, upon my rollercoaster of air
Condensation hangs on hips, after washing away an affair
Daring to touch sacred droplets, as I gently show you I care
Vow to vaporize friendships, forever searching nowhere
Touches into tense fingertips, symbolical embracing wears
And the latter fails to drip, beyond the brutality when bare
As if hung on reality grips, no compassion can compare
To the moisture upon lips, when taking away all air

Numbness conquers into fears, handling hardly all of this
Massive flooding alias tears, I can’t control the pessimist
Invading consciousness peers, as if to come to my assist
But reclusively begins to adhere, just as I request aid to resist
Dwarfing doubts as they near, wondering lines across my wrists
Magnificents life merely mirrors, margins of error within our midst
Justifying judgments, disputing jeers, falls deaf when displaying fists
Ferociously fighting senseless fears, try as you might, you can’t defeat this

Filed ~Dirt~

My mind deeply narrows, my thoughts expand and soar
Over the blinding beautiful outlay of this land,

Its carpet becomes the main focus of my poundering tour
From mud and graval, to unprocessed glass called sand.

Each walking ordinary day I place without much thought
My own two feet upon this complex earth's surface,

And today i finally relize, this was no quick drawn plot
Instead a lot of love and deep thinking done with zero haste.

Mother nature reached a problem after the sky was
Painted blue
All of her newly made creations were falling away,
Pushing apart,

The she relized she need something more, she created
Worlds first glue

Her own soft gentle hands molded up the new ground,
Earth's Non-beating heart.

This provided solid platform that keeps the world securely one
Holds all nations strongly together through peace and war,

For if this given was to vanish we would crumble to the
Hot sun and im afraid to say but without this grumy dirt
All creations would be no more.

Content ~Wind~

Each and every leaf has fallen from a heavenly
Tree..maintaining as a passagger of this
Plane and we let it fly free....

Jesus rides shotty periodically I merely confirm his
Coordinates as if footprints and magnifying glasses
Weren't enough..there was a windy road at first
Then I proportioned it unpaved it saved it....

I exist as that everlasting puppet master with invisible
Strings..uplifting spirits as they spread out their wings
Throughout these phases saved them always...

Clouds are assembled for the misguided to realize better
Days..now everyones painting gorgeous pictures from
Their iris with amazement lively..every act is instrumental...

Instant message subliminals quarantine this mimic
Rooms perimeter in the most efficent ways possible
This eternal classrooms always crowded everyday
Represents another stage for the commencement

Some found the man upstairs some lost the truth and
Missed him..along the obstacles some leaves stick to the
Soggy mud surfaces and call it crew..transform to victims

Im the one that kept you walking all the way across the
Bridge..so you could recieve counscelling and also love
The wife and kids......

When friends and family disowned like exiled Jehovias
Witnesses..I blew everyone back into formation once
They payed off your emotional pension quick

As a silent worker of God im content with his honorable
Mentions..as for a final phrase well its love life live it
To the extremes since it can leave in an instant

Everythings not what it seems in the air tonight so let
Me guide you all with peace and safe travels

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