I Often feel like my Soul is torn in two... I seem to adapt well to the circles of both Good and Evil and am regularly told I am a likeable fellow.
My inner-chameleon changes color like the tones of an Autumn landscape...
My eyes shift shades and mold to my mood...
My hair blends a bright blonde in Spring, and skin succumbs to the Inner-Cherokee in Summer.
My Spirit guide watches over me and awaits my call for duty as she awakens my Ancestors...
The Winter Warriors prepair for the worst and are quietly ready for War.
My Heart and Mind flutter like the wings of a Hummingbird.
My Thoughts vibrate like a violent earthquake...
The Tribes of Men judge this half breed. Wisdom settles on the lips of a Whisper... Divided in Death, delt by this Jade Gemini...
Emerald Emporers and
Kings of Collosul Dreams Are Dominated by Despair and Delusions of Granduer...
But none can compare
to the Lord Almighty.
None can phathom your
Ultimate Omnipresence...
Nor Decipher your Devine Intervention or Intelligence...You Alone have created the Cosmos...Unknown Worlds,Creatures of Dark matter,and Sprinkles of Stardust.
Only You can Blink whole Civilizations out of Existence or let them Remain. -O'Gracious Lord in Heaven- Allow Laughter to Accompany the days Men...Welcome Gladness and Joy to enter Freely in the Hearts of the Wicked and Travel swift to the Foundations of Thought. With the Righteous Word-Protect and Take Root.Water the Tree of Knowledge within...So that It Shines in Everlasting Glory... Blossoming Spirit and Sprouting Soul In the Temples of Self.
O'Father in Heaven...
Bring Remedy to the
Fingertips of Miracles-



© Psamls/Poems By Thomas