My Body Of Release…

From points to universal dreams, our body’s can be out of control. From nails bitten to hair plucked from our feet, you can still feel every pinprick around you.

Light seeps into heal our everlasting soul as light can distort the way we look and feel. A young beautiful apple can rot as cut as skin can wrinkle from oxidation.

Labs of time poison skin from creams to powders. Nothing gives the release of soul but the body we are traveling in. The light of soul can heal the capsule we shortly travel from…

It’s ok to die, please release your body to us…

a reply to: JJproductions

Finishing I found I was in need of a Sunday devotion today. Thanks JJ.

I swim in a large endless ocean
Which we know as a fanciful notion.
When you come along
With a thought and a song
And offer a Sunday devotion.