Tree of Life

The trembling thoughts are in trepidation of the hollow spirits of love. The blissful passion succumbed my soul and was buried in the garden’s harvest. It might of been engrossed with the saturation of sweet lullabies and fantasies that have you, yourself wrapped in the cycle of toxicity.

I have left the room and gone to the midst of the amazon, seeking truth, invigoration, and recharging my aura for them anew. 

Exuberance protruded in the veins and arteries of the vineyard, which took us to the alluring fragrance of healing. Cutting the cord and letting go was revered by the arc of angels. 

It professed in tongues and indulged the covet slithering of the echoes snake that transformed into a human body and ascended to the highest light. 

She was stately and supple and only enriched the depths of the earth, which never had a peak or pinnacle in grace and prosperity. 

Others may be recalcitrant, but its ease was suave and placid. It was a clandestine ball that unraveled before our eyes and landed on the sky, with the treasures of the unknown destined for you. 

Many seasons were filled with truculent, deceitful, and uncanny bondage that intercepted the truth and kept unsung from conveying and displaying the vitality in which revolved in subtle messages only exhibited through the imprints of the forest. As I walked in the woods barefooted, the dirt seeped into the pores and, with the sweltering exchange of body heat and natures’ moisture, uniting into a force that could increase the power within me. I walked with dignity, as the trees that walked by told me to stand tall and firm and never look down. 

Remember to trust that I am nature and kinship with the soil that I birthed in and emerged with grace and elegance. 

The soil is a soul that vibrates as the earth shakes. It feels when you are healthy, grounded, and high-spirited ignited the iridescent glow that can only be present when you are at one with nature; you can manifest all and, with nature’s blessings, shower its preferred power. 

I shine, and I rise as tall as the tree that stands firm in the Amazon.  I am the Amazon forest and heal with the powers of the ancestors that breathe within me, so never underestimate the rampant sinuous vanguard of the tree of life.

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