I never just know where these things will go.
Hard to say.
I simply hold the intention to get under your skin and aim my poetic bow straight for your heart.
Like now... have not a clue what will come next.
But I don't worry about that. I know, John, that if I do what I can, with what I've got, the illumination and insights I need to achieve my intention have to flow. And so I pull back the quiver as best I can, and start writing.
Next thing we know, computers are humming like bees, hearts are beating like metronomes, eyes start darting like fireflies, and gifts are exchanged. For you, I trust the gift is received in that moment. For me, that you "are," that you even breathe, and that just maybe your load may be lightened, are mine.
Yeah, quite the deal -
The Universe
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