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FIRST LIGHT

FIRST LIGHT

FIRST LIGHT

Ricardo Antonio Garcia

Laying on a nest of eggs

the eggs represent the World of people.

The birds are endorphin winged angels

coveting the Holy Trinity

and hatching into the World a new being

of reborn identities

registering their hearts with God.

Birds of discernment

they will fly over your looms

instilling and creating a golden thread

to be interwoven in your life.

Laying on a nest of eggs

it is a blessing to be in the service of God.

Reaching India

reaching all over the Globe.

Extend your hands and hearts

and it will touch you, blessing you

or creating a new river

where once there was dried ground.

One person’s brush loaded with color

can be shared by passing it along

so that others can create

and so that others can become inspired.

Laying on a nest of eggs

Is a full time job that never ends.

Rainbows

and glorious things will be born.

A Man and a Woman in love

will hatch every one of you that comes along

and for how ever high you reach

we have become implanted in your heart.

Soaring the sky

finding God maybe for the first time

or just finding love.

See- aren’t you hatching now!

Beneath our bodies

the Holiness of God is reaching your Soul

no longer an illusion

but a raging river ready to burst.

Hallelujah – in your rebirth.

Hallelujah- in your first Light.

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sparrowsong

OH GOD AND BIRDS...SO NICE!

Thank you

sparrowsong

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