God loves us perfectly, just as we are. Romans 5:8

When I think of Love a see fields of flowers with gold and black butterflies.

With a back drop of calm crystal blue skies, I see many bright colors in the flowers, the scent is so sweet.

I pure out my thoughts to keep my sixed chakra free from the Worlds dedree.

To fall into thought to escape the King of the Airs deadly plots.

To doge darts to block arrows to move faster than daggers, to with stand blades.

To repeal the King of the Air and everything he fell for. From Heaven above to the World below.

Such a sickening departure from such a high status, to be absent of Love is to belong to the enemy. I am Love, I am Peace, and I am Joy. Gods light shines through me. To be called is not free but my big brother paid the cost on the cross his spirit set us free.

To accept and be accepted to trust and be trusted to forgive and be forgiven.

I trust, I hungry, I seek, I Live for Love.

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WLL.