After it rains, come near, and collect its afterthoughts. Rejuvenation is advantageous, lightly apprehended would be sinful. Results would be catastrophic, on the good side, just that serious. Not often it happens.... a time, however, to relish when it comes... to establish the healthy blooming criteria for all to wonder. The afterthoughts in the mist glows.... passing in and through, with the likes of silk. You cant fathom, but only imagine. Splendorous celebrations become contagious, within the powers that be, within the few that participate. Mandatory or not, presence is made, down to the most subtleness of existence, Gods design. As long as man doesnt tamper destiny is destined, before the foundations. Eventually to self repair, the coming of the imminent. It is the afterthoughts of the rain collected to make the difference, purposed to be untouched, by the idiosyncrasies of imitational falsities,.... of life.
Posted on: Fri, 31 Jan 2014 04:09:01 +0000
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