In dreams of little pink houses,
all in a row,
i tilt my head toward green planets.
i smile wide, broad, deeply from my innards.
i notice stars beyond my soul
they are a part of my most atomic pieces.
i find the sun shines in the night
on planets we don't understand.
And the mysts of Thee Universe float un-named
yet still vitally meshed into the being'ness of everything
that is seen
and unseen.
All these things don't necessarily know who you are,
but even though,
You Matter,
even if you don't believe you do.
It just doesn't matter what you believe.
Because Thee God of You believes for you and in you,
and frankly,
Knows.....It Knows.
So don't worry your pretty self about it,
because you'll never figure it out anyway.
It's hard enough just trying to figure out what to eat for dinner.
What are you having?
all in a row,
i tilt my head toward green planets.
i smile wide, broad, deeply from my innards.
i notice stars beyond my soul
they are a part of my most atomic pieces.
i find the sun shines in the night
on planets we don't understand.
And the mysts of Thee Universe float un-named
yet still vitally meshed into the being'ness of everything
that is seen
and unseen.
All these things don't necessarily know who you are,
but even though,
You Matter,
even if you don't believe you do.
It just doesn't matter what you believe.
Because Thee God of You believes for you and in you,
and frankly,
Knows.....It Knows.
So don't worry your pretty self about it,
because you'll never figure it out anyway.
It's hard enough just trying to figure out what to eat for dinner.
What are you having?
~magick~
Meliss
