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A Fresh Scent In The Air?
February 24, 2025, 11:24
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Calling heard, Infinite Mother Spirit,
Sacred Trinity Creator of All,
rolling cry, our Tiny Dot Gaia
in a bottomless, desperate roll…
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Shouting was, planet Earth for her rescue,
for God’s children, so loved and so brave…
In the Highest of Paradise Isle
was decreed, Earth and children to save!
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For the bottomless fall was accomplished:
more pain can man’s Soul not take!
Monstrous still destiny, is not FATHERs
Will, for His loved child sake!
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What is that fresh scent in the air?
What that joyful song of the jay?
Why, sparkling, the clouds so happy,
send New Light and New Shine, all the way?
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Early, the woodpecker this morning,
joining family of quick flying jay!
Amsel song, in the glorious Sun-rising,
ring-neck doves, in old oak tree to stay…
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And the squirrel!… That adorable creature,
Hyacinthus light greeting in leap,
tiny snowdrops, primroses fine touching,
this enchanted New Earth Spring to meet…
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What is that so fresh scent in the air?
Those Gold Rays, the New Sun us caress?
Golden Epoch gifts God His mankind,
Love and Freedom the New Man He bless!!!
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Cosmic Liberty 