The Cloud
the world needs praying over
prayers are humming like locusts
some seek a lifting of the veil
sustaining seeming separation
others hand God a can of gasoline
and a box of matches
the world needs praying over
prayers are humming like locusts
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After a childhood celebrating fires I am so grateful to finally be meeting some of the veil lifters.
This is beautifully written.
Thank you so much for your kind words
(would that be the 17 yr locusts?)
Like the way you repeated the 1st stanza at the end…the beginning and the end, amen.
I agree with Jim Lally about this one…
I can hear that humming, Mike!