I
Even though we have never
spoke
Your words
are in my mind
like the seductive dance of a geisha
and I am that stranger
bearing Amber gifts
from new moons
traveling by sunlight at night with spotlights
trying to find you in the east
because you must be east of somewhere
I`ve come to let you know your protected
as I teach you in the cartisian methods
because you are the earth and the earth I must defend
unless you request different
then
I must
remove my words from the wind
sourire
The mind is our domain
and my dance continues
as we speak every night
when God and Earth meet
beneath the light
that guides you
toward the east
toward the earth
sitting in wait of knowledge
and providing the foundation
for the protector
but until then
contentment comes from
listening
for the wind
I
still
yet
and even then
my wind
manifested through light bends
rays of days blessing them again
them
that stand at the base of the foundation
that our minds contain
don`t strain to listen for the wind
instead
watch for the rain...
sourire
watch
I shall
for my sight
extends 360
seeing every sign
anticipating
that first drop
of rain
not too much
as it may weaken
the foundation
but in abundance
an amount with which
the thirst
of this earth
will indeed be
quenched
I
quenched
indeed
my wind brings the water
the earth needs
to soften
then
solidify
I`ve
placed 360 symbols
in the sky
in the air
and on the ground
so everytime you turn around
I`m reminding you
with silent sound
I`ll be there
sourire
there you shall be
symbols prove
your presence
Earth feels
your essence
But who could comprehend
hearing the sound
of silence
carried by the wind
dancing in a rain
that never falls
floating on a breeze
of words
provided by that God
I have yet
to learn
yet I understand
so I`m anticipating
bring the sound, the rain,
the wind
until then
I`ll be waiting
I
waiting
waiting
wait no longer
the rain falls sideways
as the wind gets stronger
standing totally still
we will go no farther
still giving the illusion that we are moving
the essence that the earth feels
and symbols proving
my locale
silent wind soothing
tribulations
with no trials
my symbols
360
g-dly smiles
night rays of light
blaze beams of soundwaves
through silent wind
assuring you
the G-d you have yet to learn
is still your friend
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