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The Vibration Which Moves Us Slowly Towards


Make of today
a day
of open blue sky.
Laughter
jubilant.
Your smile and mine
ecstatic.
We are warmed
in our sun.


Brilliant,
we are,
each
expansive in our ways.


"Be anything,"
I say, to him.
"But, be who you are."
We smile,
nodding in self-acknowledgement.
Bathing in our
bliss.


"Be the vibration which
moves you slowly,
and closer
towards
love,"
answers the Sky.


Feeling the thunder,
we rise and
grasp hands.

Copyright June 11, 2013 All Rights Reserved By This Author
Melissa A Howells// Meloo from her Tilt-a-World





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