A
moment of genuine emotion surfaces from within the scheme of things. Roars
softly. Rules the facial land. Heart
fountaining is upwards then transcends in the face to flush forward and falls
out of the eyes, then downward. There is a sweep of radiance, a whirl in all
directions. Tall trees of the mind are filled with a glorious weep. Everything
that is growing within its reach is more secured in the subtly of its growth
movement. Those tree rings of awareness now secretly glimmer. Those of us that
are present, we find heartfelt from within. Emotions like this start wildfires
of caring. We
then are all caught-up and cause-worthy with topic and direction. It is like a
rain-reign of new felt rules that
begins anew to reframe everyone to everyone else. It
is a flint strike of genuine emotion on the otherwise barren dry forrests of
beings being. And, boom, once struck, we are taken up into the light. Everyone
is actually a pyromaniac-donor of the heart. Given yourself, and the right
conditions and poof (!), old souls in cold winds disappears. And varoom, (!)
the roaring sound is of heartfelt rising. Combustability convenes shared
amongst a new light of friends! This all started within someone with just a
moment of genuine emotion and
then, it’s surfacing . . .
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