I shall have a word date
with another.
To romp in
cravens of mind connected.

To congeal scenes of thoughts
that open portals of energetic highways
as correspondence is established.

I shall have a word date
with another, to make war and peace,
balanced on scale of day.

To let creative mind orchestrate
a moment as day unfolds
and unknown comes forth
centering in my scribes mind.

I shall have a word date with another
to rondevu and try to understand
their view
of a thousand thoughts.

Invitation is now activated.

DO a duck of feathers bright  
RAY a shining drop of light
ME a song I sing myself
FA a dream that comes to be
SO a stitch of golden thread
LA a step of dance I take
TE the letter after S
that will bring us back to Do


DO a faun that walks on grass.
RAY of moon that shines so bright
Me a great one who shares love.
FA a song of gratitude
SO a seed of love I plant
LA a step inside a dream
TE a golfers place to hit.
That will bring us back to Do

Humanity is evolving
stepping onto the elevator of
compassion.

WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
its moving quite fast
giving air to breath
and stallion to motion.

Care to gyrate on dance floor of forever
where true nature lives inside hearts music?

Care to unveil mask worn by ancestors
to know we're walking trees of Divinity
now blossoming to state of awake?

I'm a jumping into cloud of dreams.
making waves in the matrex of now.

I'm a wave of light on journey to know self better.

Once there was a penguin named David far more smarter than his family or friends. One day a quill pen fell out of the pocket of a human visiting. The minute he saw the pen, he knew he was a writer in a past life and wanted to write again.
David found some old seal blubber for ink and began to write. He tried writing on the snow but it disappeared. He tried writing on the trees but the snow again took it away. He even tried writing on the stomach of his friend Ro Ro but when she swam it disappeared.  
Pondering hard David had a great idea. He decided to swim off to the open sea. Once there, he swam to the bottom of the ocean.
David collected some old wood from a sunken ship. It was perfect and once it dried in the cool air he was ready to write. The first thing he wrote was a special little poem to his friend Ro Ro for believing in him.    

RoRo  you are cute and dear
Black and white you see.
I do love you very much.
Will you marry me?

I shall wait at yonder hill,
of white just round the bend,
Patently I will stay
in hope a yes you send.

In the hour she did come,
to say oh yes I do.
I have always loved you fine
glad you do love me too.

RoRo and David became forever married in love. They were honored by the entire Penguin waddle. And From that day on, Penguin David wrote many a poem celebrating their love.


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