Cradle of Expression

A feeling moves and spreads

Over, where words lie 

Tipped in the universe 

They crumble from the mountainsides 

Rolling descriptions knocking on the earth 

Reaching from my breath 

Formed anew passing ears without me

Colours take me

When I sit in silence 

Visions create it 

When I move with love

mF

Your Path

Golden paths lead to golden cities. 

mF

Unity

The moment you stop thinking you're above or beneath anyone, is the moment you set yourself free and all others. No matter your perceived elevation or lowness.

In all the trees in the world, is there a tree more valuable or important than the other ? Only the values created by humanity.

mF