Potency

Let the rivers run and shimmer.

Shimmer and glow in the essence of the very mystery, the simplicity and Beauty of letting go.

So swiftly, so freely, so gracefully.

Let the colors of every opinion, every intention, every thought, every word, Every judgment fade away. Fade, fade away.

The complexity, the simplicity of this divine life cannot be imprisoned by a Mere thought, a mere theory, or mere vision.

It must be lived and let go.

Be steady, be easy, be ever so rapid to be welcomed by explicitly you.

Be ever so contrite with the mistakes of yesterday, tomorrow and today.

Degenerates we are, perhaps to demonstrate the perplexity of love.

Miscalculated we are, as these blemishes are evident.

Are the ghost of our motives not real?

Could we not accredit the concealed?

How could we identify the grey between black and white?

Perhaps if we just let go, the elegance of craftsmanship becomes unveiled.

Somewhere beyond all the discrimination truth of what love, purity, and eternal destiny resides.

In our exclusive rivers, we are free.

No restraints, not a single expense to be paid. Exclusive grace paid infinitely.

It is complete immediately upon an embrace to inherit a royal kingdom where Love orders the land.