a sister of a thousand ways,
a sister of a thousand names,
a sister of a thousand games
with whom i LOVE to Play...
i gaze at her in the Mirror,
and glide along transcendental highways
that bring me from fear to Here.
she rides upon vibrantly colored mandalan flames
that warm us and form us
into a circle of Light.
yes ma'am,
flipped straight outta Heaven's frying pan
with her trusty spatula hands.
she's a busy Bee,
scraping sweet Nectar from the Bowl
onto Plates for those who are Ready
for Love's ultimate Feast for the Soul.
i'll be comin' round her Kitchen for seconds every time,
cuz she's my sistah, can't resist'ah, i carry her with mah wherever i go. uh.
infinite blessings to you on another successful orbit 'round the sun.
i Love you, shmoo goddess!!!
forever,
shmootie
