
Beauty in thee šļø Of the beholder
- Liberty Lemana

- Jan 30
- 1 min read
Updated: 3 hours ago
Apple of Gods eye,
For whatās inside.
A Soul, Fathers greatest pupil,
Not just a window to look through.
True magic beholden within,
Like a flickering light in the night,
A flame moves with purpose.
Like the sun that moves through the sky,
Other stars step aside.
Respecting space and time,
The universe gives us all signs āļø
Balance raging waterfalls,
Seek stillness to reflect,
At the base of calmness there is a loud silence, a bass, a hum, roots syncing with our heart, pulls us closer to the truth.
A very natural humanizing theory.
Guidance from above,
Staying grounded like a dove šļø
Thinking beyond the bubble š
šļø in the storm,
con-form or trans-form.
Only way out is through,
Imagine what we can do.
Grow, in what you know.
Eyes, windows to the soul.
Vision.
Charm seated in the chair,
As God gives me the serenity prayer.
A looking glass with a single wish.
Chrystal wrapped in silver lining.
And a cross to remind me what itās all for.
His eternal grace and mercy beholden,
To all who know, love and receive him.





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