Saturday, November 14, 2015

The One Thought Held of Every Thought..


Life played before of all souls that live.  Hope is faith.  Good-by, hello!  All before your mind is given to rest.  Empty am I of all that would be of my thought.  In few words, going, coming, and then seeing of all that is true.  Such the serein garden resting place of my thought becoming such as all given of love.  Shall we think love in faith and then of truth give to the day its friendship to peace. 
Tell the better tale?  God is real, and without God there was nothing before, as he would ask of a mind to think, asking I, "such asking the one day there is presence upon the grounds of heaven.  Never let me be alone where the Lord is with them as I, to hear of a well report:   search more days Lord so that I see where a greater earnest of your love of heart and truth.  Paying attention to the love of the Lord is greater all the day, all the greater days which are welcoming a closeness' of the Lord is a greater day coming.  Lord gather all these words and gather all my soul that all shall see sooner, faith loved. 
As peace, the gathering of the mind of men, afraid not of the dark, an announce that all is God of all the day, which hold its darkness.  Gather the might of men is the realness of a chilling effect to thought that is simply right.  Let us see the reaching back to find something of thinking of which is real in all life.  Now, take this and find it mixed in a mixing bowl, and every turning of thought from one to the other, there is life  in all and standing seated, searching such mind of men, find, searching such asking I, use to seeing.  This would be a gather of thought in the balance tilting stableness finding stable, search of love Lord to see. 
Just as I asking, such to a way seeing, so then, as if there, is, before, which you seeing, go the way of righteousness, suddenly silence, life, too soon time find thinking.  As a matter of fact, the unfolding of fact will always fine its day and a portion taken of given to which is all the day, if only seeing see deeper hold.  Will the Lord ever look back to see us:  the one thought held of every thought.  So much to say to the march of time that in the days of beginning magical to being loved of being in love with the Lord.  As time mind moments with life from the heart where hide not the soul find in forever!

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