You too came

  You Too Came   You too came to your limits when you burn in hot rage,   With your sword you are slashing  ugly monsters of age?   You too came to your limits when you roar like a bear,   And you shatter and smash all for the limit  is there?     […]

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In every puffy bumblebee

  In Every Puffy Bumblebee   In every puffy bumblebee, butterfly or sweet bee I see a Messenger of Love of Mother, in my tree.   Her Master-hand creation of my beautiful tree, enchanting lilac blossoms feed Her Love to the bee.      

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There is no Left Tomorrow

  There Is No Left Tomorrow   There is no left tomorrow, put order in your house, put order in your soul for FREEDOM is aroused.   Eons and eons waiting, tears and pain all way, you’re starved now and exhausted, take wing and fly away.   Your Father’s HOME is open, HOME is He […]

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The Passionate Jay

  The Passionate Jay   Two-three millimeter, a half centimeter is that sweet tiny gorge of the jay?   A master’s his singing, the spring is he bringing none misses him miles away!   .          

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Look in the Tulip

  Look In The Tulip   Have you looked in the tulip have you looked in the rose, have you tried to decipher what it stays in your nose?   A Trinity Sacred in the center of it, this is the Holy’s Holy that All Created it!   Look at the six fine nectar staminas […]

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watch well

  Watch Well   Watch well, for tomorrow there is a new day, the day will be here, but we’ll be away!   Watch well,  for the cycles know no time nor day, we think is tomorrow, but is just the same day…    

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Wüsstest Du nur

  Wüsstest Du Nur   Wüsstest Du nur, mein Vater, wie überglücklich in Deinen Armen ich bin!     Would You But Know   Would You but know, my Father, how abundantly happy into your arms I AM!    

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I Sing a Tune

  I Sing A Tune   I sing a tune and see it is of longing… A tune of longing from my childhood. And it is not the tune, it is my mother, it is my mother, for me longing, gone…   She was so beautiful…I’m deeply gasping… there was no other, beautiful than her; […]

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O, how I long…

  O, How I Long…   I want to come into Your arms, my Father, to come to You I want, o, how I long… I am your tiny cub who loves You so! A lion cub I AM sent down to Earth in Mission Holy by Your Holy Hand!   I’m tired, Father, of […]

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