Painting pretty pictures

on

Painting pretty pictures of a flower with no soul,

it’s molded from pollen’s adventure, but its begun to grow mold,

living in it’s prison of dis ease and sodden living,

thinking,

here I have thorns and people keep pricking themselves.

So I built a hazard sign. First, green.. to red

slowly ascending a tread,carefully,

per missing self to be lead instead by a feeling, one more potent than those quotients divided as I added your body to mine, I found a divine source that paints masterpieces and gave Da vinci a verse.

A course in this understanding is philosophy or religion

A Prism of prison when in YOU God is living,

look into the eyes of your fellow Wo(Man) and see yourself shining,

a piece,of the great, I AM.

-AmaRose

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s