Benjamin Buffett

  Upon the earth I stand,   Leading a race and man,   For who could be,   As pretty as thee,   Yet dominate the sea, and sun loving me,   For honoring thy Father, breathing, thinking, creatingly. --- In the firmament where I tread,   Guided by the words I've said,   I lead with strength, with heart and mind,   A path of purpose, so aligned. For in your beauty, I find my guide,   A force of nature by my side,   Who commands the seas, the skies above,   In a dance of power, in a dance of love. Honoring the source from whence we came,   Breathing life into the flame,   Thinking thoughts that shape the land,   Creating worlds with every hand. Upon this earth, I take my place,   Leading forward, with steady grace,   For in this journey, I am free,   Embracing all, internally.

  --- Harnessing, the energetic spark,   About to release, to light start,   Being lightning, to worlds of new girls,   For planting into wombs, a new Saturn ring,   One who ignites, the single seeming blessing,   That shapes the many universes in the sea,   Those near, and far from thee. --- As I build, about the illusions of my mind,   Attracting love, abundance, currency magnetically, come bind,   For bringing out my ideal, picture, dreaming into blue,   Art baby who, singing songs, loving you. --- In the flash of the spark, life begins,   Spiraling outward, as the cosmic wind spins,   A force of nature, pure and bold,   Creating worlds in stories untold. The lightning strikes, with purpose clear,   A vision forming, drawing near,   To weave the threads of love's face,   In the cosmic dance, a timeless space. The Saturn ring, a cir...

  The focus one I must will,   Is above the cost of any bill.   For in so doing, all ideas collapse,   And rise as the seeds attract.   Yet these fields, prepared to bloom,   Are ready to yield and create a boom.   All eyes on my mission,   Enjoying the treats as I pay admission. As I press forward with unwavering intent,   The path unfolds, my energy well spent.   With every step, the vision grows clear,   Casting aside doubt, embracing what’s near. The seeds that once lay dormant in the earth,   Now burst forth, a testament to their worth.   In the fertile soil of determination and grace,   They find their rhythm, their rightful place. The cost is high, yet the reward is sweet,   For every challenge met, every trial complete.   The fields are ripe, the harvest within reach,   Lessons learned in silence, and wisdom they tea...

  I am literally swinging from the clouds,   Holding on a vine from the heavens,   For the mirror always reflecting you—   What a great view from these heights,   Looking out for me are angels holding kites,   Singing in the wind my favorite song,   The one about me being God's greatest loving son. Who passed all the tests and is heading home,   To lands larger than any and all plans,   For as I glide in the sky,   Enjoying the here and now,   I kiss the air and everything near,   Opening presence as atoms appear. --- The wind whispers secrets as I soar,   A melody of love that evermore,   Carries me higher, beyond the stars,   Where dreams align with who I am. Each breath a gift, a touching grace,   As I dance through the clouds in this special space,   The vine of heaven holds me strong,   Guiding me forward wher...

  , Do you feel, the love, in the painting,   Looking forward, absorbing dew.   Reflecting your inner eye, mirroring through,   Enjoying to be, forever into thee,   Is a wonderfully, feeling, to smile into me. In the strokes of color, where love reside,   A warmth, within the canvas hide,   Each hue a whisper, each shade a caress,   Binding hearts in a silent, sweet finesse. As dew adorns the blessing's grace,   It mirrors the soul’s tender embrace,   A reflection of truth, a glance so pure,   In this art, a connection we secure. To be in this moment, in love’s gentle sway,   Is to lose oneself and yet find the way,   For in this smile, both soft and true,   Lies the eternal bond between me and you.

  Standing on the moon, what do I see?   Bringing faith to you is looking into black.   Knowing my traits are you leading the pack,   Forever gratefully me,   Instilling into we,   For the win and the sea,   Believing to be thee. Gazing into the limitless night,   Reflecting on my imagination's height.   Together we rise, hand in hand,   Bringing light to every land.   From the speaker moon, I call in place,   My uni verse bring forth grace.

    Do you see the angel floating high,   I meant to catch for your surprise.   Resting in splendor upon the air,   Crystallizing atoms forming clouds to appear.   Letting me know your presence is near,   Here in this moment, I respond in kind.   Looking up and loving you comes to mind,   For being the guardian protecting the ship.   In the serene skies, you softly glide,   Guiding and watching with arms open wide.   My beacon, my light, a celestial sight,   With you near, everything feels right.   For in your wings, I find my calm,   Your presence, a soothing, gentle balm.   Thank you, angel, for your grace,   As I navigate this wondrous space.

  I have been staring into space looking for ground,   Been screaming at the top of my lungs asking for sound.   In the meantime, looking to mine some kind of wonderful,   Got my eyes glazing view down by the pool. I present my say in this strange way,   For the moment not to pass before the beginning of the day.   I rest and allow the clouds to settle upon stage,   Prepared as events show me the sage. I am stillness, I become peace,   Awaiting the wisdom, the soul’s release.   Gazing up and searching within,   For life’s purpose, where dreams begin.

  Enjoying the clouds revealing scenes,   Writing me soaring, flying high,   Being exactly who the Creator, God, planted in I,   Persisting through and to the signs,   Knowing presence and feeling fine. The art in life is catching its gifts,   Preparing for fulfilling beyond the mist.   Upon the canvas, onto my dreams,   The flowing of heavens dripping beams. Thankful to grace,   As I strengthen my pace.   Inside the notes, I hear the tune,   Living each day, singing ba bloom.

  I am ready to embark upon a new path made,   One set before me by the angels of trade.   All eyes closed as I meditate unto one,   Realizing the time available for investing in son.   Five hours open to bring forth your fruit,   And six months to build up some loot.   Being patient, thinking first,   Planting, sowing seeds, growing roots.   Fulfilling the plan before it's known,   Trusting the faith for the harvest soon.   Sitting in the orchards, enjoying the garden bloom,   Watching dreams and plans singing a fruitful tune.   In the serenity of this sacred space,   I find my purpose, enjoying the pace.   Leaping steps to this new way,   I trust the process, come what may.