Calling my Ancestors' Light

 

To put is basic and simple, 

I call upon my ancestors the ideal angelical view. 

Yes I put my mind being self in all beautiful places,

That graces the conscious subconscious seeing.  

For in this eye, the needle be viewing thee. 

The shadow upon the land is me. 

As you see I dance and sing my song to the air, 

Being certain my picture is loving you.

From this view, 

Thank full for showing thee how great my living wills to bees,

Successfully willingly for being me.

The basic and simple,

I call upon you my ancestors, the angelical view,

For the wind carries whispers of my might and pretty you,

Look the stars align to reflect what I do.

Yes, I place my mind in all beautiful spaces,

Where grace and light embrace my seeing.

For within this eye, the needle be threading,

A path in mind, my purpose breathing.

The shadow upon the land is me,

I dance, I move, I sing a song creating light,

Painting love across into nights sight.

From this view, so bright and true,

I see success forming in brewing dew.

For all that I speak, for all that I be,

I am grateful for God’s great gift to me, 

He.