In the circumspection of your thoughts, I parade to counter that which holds you to brazen ideologies and thoughts which dance in negative symmetry.
I see the colour of your hurts as they recede into the conscious affairs of what could be a dutiful heart. They raid its quiet province with dubious missiles, blind your vision and take you to a place of deep forgetfulness. You retreat from the castle, the throne of your destiny and deny the life within you its very breath, the primal penalty of a grieving spirit, unfulfilled.
Yet your sprit belongs to ME and I come to restore you, to charter the path of your resurrection. Cast aside impervious wills. Render to ME the burdens of your timid heart and find release from the freedom of your discontent as the poultice of MY love begins to heal the plague of weary indifference. Renew through baptism in the plenary circle of light and feel its bounty water the carcass of your ailing mind. Call in the radical; the changing couture to re clothe your thoughts that your journey may start anew.
Hear the voice which speaks in wisdom from the centering space of your reconstituted mind. Be the miner of your soul and free the fuel that shall fire the vibrant youth of your eternal mind. Let your thinking go to the highlands of the inner mind and fill the cup of your desirous soul with the energy of glee.
Perchance you feel the flutter of imbalance, seek again the reverie of your eternal Presence, the ME of you and draw the healthy breaths I offer to regain the template of balance.
Lend the care of your resilient heart to tend and mind the solitude of man. Curse not the moments of your learning life when human toil is required and tears impale the dainty feelings of your heart. Bear witness to the longings of your soul; see the alluring jewel in the hoard of earthly offerings and use the value which abides to create your ministry of hope. Your faith will field the chronic happenings and overcome you shall the sufferings whose shallow soil can birth no lasting fruit.
Come hither to the glades and breathe the calming perfume of potions brewed especially for you; and when its honeysuckle fragrance locks into the vestal vineyard of your holy mind, awaken you shall come and knowledge you shall bear to ease your comprehension of things that cause perplexity and grimness of mood.
Conjecture will become remiss as the handle of understanding grasps what once was a feeble mind and strength of spirit joins you to triumph over life. It is then that the trend of your power shall find its identity and knowledge assumed of your inherent nobility.
I speak in tongues of spirit the ancient precepts that the nature of the revelations shall avert the crisis of your thinking and the beam of heavenly light fill your eyes that you may see in truth all that you behold.
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