I always bow down to the heavens…

I always bow down to the heavens…
It puts me in the appropriate frame of mind each day…
I say a pray for you…
That you can walk in a forever rainbow of health and happiness.

When I connect, I can feel those flowers that only bloom in the winter…
Smell the sweet fragrance of their blooms…
Fade out of this world into a dream…
And touch the edges of the horizon.

The heavens are open to the public…
Pure and lovely in color…
Indescribably glorious…
Just like you and me.

I’m not talking about going to crowded weekend services…
I’m talking about clothing yourself with autumn’s reds and greens…
Moving away from all those broken heart-crossed promises…
And entering into the one true garden.

Did you know there is a new world inside every water drop?
That the arms of your creator are always open?
Shut your ears to the screaming of this world’s carnival barkers…
And listen to the heart beat of your life.

I love you,

Annie