To the Arise of Me You

 

To the arise of me you, 

Do you feel all ideas are accomplished and done. 

Yes I have imagined it through. 

Are you ready to see thoughts view.

Are you ideal to eyes specific to me you.

Yes and pretty two. 

Do you feel Gods tickling smile.

Yes and He is kissing the skies, 

And blessing me you. 

To the Sun upon High,

Is how far me you will arise. 

Forth word becoming arose. 

For the arising me you,

 Feeling all ideas are accomplished and true?

Yes for having and imagining through,

Look the thought becoming the view.

Are you ready to see me you thoughts bloom,

A world created from Zeus's womb.

Are you ideal to eyes, specific to fine?

Yes, me you equals a pretty two aligning mine.

Do you feel God’s tickling smile?

Yes, He kisses the skies all the while,

Blessing me you, with love to produce,

A radiant joy shining through.

To the Sun upon High,

Together we ascend, we rise, we fly.

Forth willing becoming arising arose,