feeling the afterglow
Constantly walking on eggshells.
worried the glass house will shatter.
The clay walls will fall
Crumble and fumble down the mental staircase
the delusion I retreat in to
The real treat? coming alive.
A light coming on from the inside.
It means, prosperity.
It means, love.
Allow yourself the afterglow of the precipitation of love from your head to your toes.
Look in to another, they love The Lord in you.
Look in to another.
Fear is there when love is covered by clouds of the past.
Blow wind blow.
Blow them away, the pore clogging past.
it's smile in the dictionary.
Love, turned from hate.
it's smile in the dictionary.
IN a bubble, do we all in live in a bubble? Which bubble? Many bubbles.
Look in to another. Do not fumble down the mental staircase.
Should you take the trip, you will make it back, what would you like it to cost you? Now?
Now.
Love now. Staircase later. :)
Later never comes.
Divine.