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He speaks:
Behold the beauty in everything.
In all things small, in all things wide, seek the comfort of spirit; wherever you pass, bless the space before you with kindness and hope; seek not to destroy what is set upon you, but instead gently release and give what is to the heavens.
Believe in your worth, as you outshine the darkest of nights, your soul a celestial beacon of well-spring; seek not to destroy what has been given; instead, pour out that which has been placed upon thee.
In all forms seek thee, beauty; for thine mystery rests below as much as beyond.
Place not thy refuge in the silence of naught, for naught is neither here nor there; instead seek the solitude of soul, where imagination exceeds imagination, where thought blurs and submerses self to embers of flame, the spirit of one uniting with the whole of all.
Seek not the dangers of the world inside thy self; seek only peace, and watch the flowers blossom from where withered leaves dried, the spring burst eternal carrying the message to the world.
Ease not into the simplicity of burden nor the temptress of fear; seize instead all that is glorified under His name.
For you shall see signs; you shall know signs; and you shall announce to the world His beauty, the beauty that is beneath you and radiates throughout: my word, your dream; my world, your house.
Place not this trust in the untrusted few; place this trust in the radiance of youthful twilight, where all about the sun drizzles moon beans of fanciful merriment; come dance with me sweet sister, sweet daughter, sweet beloved wife. For bridegroom awaits you under the shadowed oak; His hands outstretched in grace; His heart aflame in glory; for you are magnificent in your calling, a shadow keeper that cometh to my dwelling, and knocketh upon my door of eternal forgiveness.
She speaks:
Behold I am here, my harborer of mid-day sun, your shadowed wife of yesteryears; I am here, whispering your name to the wind, hand upon hand, heart upon heart, whispering through sun-kissed lips of your coming. Take me upon you, as one takes the amulet of power laced around the nape of goodness; I proclaim your coming and kiss thy feet; and I, as dandelion blossomed, shall spread my wings to the world, my lips upon yours, my heart clamped to the corner of your will; say nothing is barren, within the will of your glory.
He speaks:
Behold the beauty in everything.
samantha craft, Feb. 2013
Everyday Asperger's 
Words trying to grasp the utterly ungraspable, falling over themselves in ecstasy. ‘You’ disappear here, ‘Sam’. Beauty is eternity admiring itself in the mirror, and smiling broadly.
Yes, the words keep coming, especially between the early am between 3 and 4….it’s like a serenade and lullaby of sorts; I am there, but not there, and just listening to gentle whispers that have no voice. Thank you for your comments. š
Beauty represents good health, good health means life. So I see Beauty seeks life, life seeks beauty, as it must be to work. When beauty fades, it must be replenished from within, which is everything.
I have always struggled with health of physical body; but I think my spirit body is very healthy. Beauty is truly from the inside out. š How are you, Alyce?
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