Where Truth Echoes


One poet began his poem by saying "If I could stand in
The spot where truth echoes"

Today I begin mine that way.
If I could stand in the spot where truth echoes,
I would blow into our bodies the wind of our future
now.

Like the wind tickling the grass,
I wouldn’t relinquish our past passions, but rather fill our
Spirits with the magic we once knew, smothering our hearts with laughter.
ticklin, ticklin...


As does the wind that creeps into small places, pushing up the
Leaves, teasing the flowers and trees, I would intermingle, intertwine, weave our love over and into universe, making it seep into small places, pushing up and out the expression of others, teasing those who remain in fear to blossom into a most beautiful flower living life full and complete.

Yes, the wind surprises us. I would renew our souls and remind
ourselves of what gave us who we are and where we are
now...remind us that twins never die, heart twins...

If I could stand in the spot where truth echoes, like a bell there'd be a ringing in our ear that goes on eternal. We would hear the melody that has us know what we have is truth, True Love, True Inspiration, True Beauty, a Gift from Above...

Like a rainbow, boundless! Boundless Possibility, a boundless
ringing melody of Pure Power and Passion...

In the echoes of truth, we'd know that our lives are on parallel
Paths, yet sometimes different paths,  for a Reason,  not just a Season  for a Lifetime...

If I could, I would...
I would make that spot in which we stand ours forever.  I would send our minds spinning into the world of truth blowing the wind into our bodies realizing our future is NOW, in this very SPOT, causing the Unimaginable.