Precious Visions Mined
Here it’s me, telling my body you are the line,
Catching up to thee, purrfect in time.
Knowing the seeds I’ve been sowing to grow,
It will be months before the fruits begin to show.
Water this dream, this seed in light,
Picturing I, abundant, wise, happiest Sun bright.
Honoring my Father, acknowledging One,
Blessing each day beginning refreshing gifting done.
I see creation spreading, opening its beauty unto me,
Impressions improving, my world set free.
Bringing forth new fruits, metaphorically and grand,
A harvest of joy, tended by hand.
I jump, I dance, I do, I do,
Grateful for the blessings shining through.
It comes to spirit, the mind and wind,
Pulsating the world with heartbeats wins.
These visions mined, treasures anew,
Precious reflections of love - me, you.