“The withered foible of death is never a reckoning in our dire noble truth of exalted love. Wealth is measured in the golden light one produces in the throes of this exquisite moment under the sunlight of this world. My beloved, we’ve sought refuge in each other’s recesses, and there, our intentions will stay love eternal. We are the vessels of our plight to soar within the universal form of antiquity. We are the enticing home of auspiciousness where lovers can discover jewels are not stones. That gold is not a metal but the precious essence of an internal rich story expressed with compassion serenely. Prosperity comes from compassion’s emanation and all those who radiate this will become prosperous. We are all nameless creatures of sacred presence filled with unbounded beauty. A beauty, abundant as the stars in this milky sea, where the abundance of your souls shall reap its magnificent light. Hear the trumpets of forever call you out to remember who is benevolent. We are all drenched with the ubiquitous sovereign of joy! All are called to taste its gem and be filled with the lotus light of resplendent euphoria.”
By David Hauser 11.27.19
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