“Numinous Pneuma.”.🏹

Limitless undying love which shines around me like a million suns it calls me on and on across the universe.

You say you are a breath of wind; “Oh, really!” I reply.

Well, fine wind blown into my face will often make me cry.

You say you are not anything; I’m not sure what that means,

But Love, perhaps, is nothing too, and it makes many scenes.

“Breath of Wind,” if I breathe in, you’ll keep me quite alive,

And without SWEET love, Dear Friend how


we e’er survive?

You are the wind that comes to me and fills me with direction.

You are The Holy Spirit, Love, a most Divine selection.


Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)

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