-Soft Trodden Prayer-

As love washes the soul through its subtle nature that rolls with the tides ebb and flow.  Cast away doubt from the spirit and seek cathartic waves to soothe through the dream's splendour.

Often explored in well-spoken parables from the awakened to the ears of children, bring a charming ring of truth to astound the inward.

Prompting first, the kingdom of Heaven.  Such demonstrations of the heart flow eagerly through our veins, charging facets of crystalline qualities, that tease our inner potential, finally, His light lifts our trembling spirits offering sanctuary.

Reverberating with great vibrant tones, in which therapy primes the basic hierarchy of needs.  The dreamer's pool of living water has spoken towards you with great vigour.  During transitions of extreme weight that tugs at the soul, the soft feathered cursive words chisel, coursing peaceful threads binding the dreamer into a sweet lullaby.

Flowing through the river bend, aimlessly, and seamlessly drifting as a force meant to be soothed by the currents seamless transition unto an escape into the earthly arms of mother Earth; shedding tears for the lost, and deceased.

The communal relation with His very presence fosters the invisible essence to form whispers spoken through the fowl's wonderful flight, offering peaceful stillness calming chaos.

Sensing torrents of water, flushing through every pore of want, to empower the will that is formidable upon the passage of time.

Favouring the peaceful embrace, receiving the Holy Spirit.  Be still, with a watchful stance to receive the messages cleft from the wind, rustling through the leaves. Offer the bread of life unto the exceptionally brilliant angels, who encourage the living water to flow as fresh cool waters through all.

Let his loving warmth simply soothe the mourning into a moment where true divinity heals those afflicted.

This is the love that washes the soul. As gentle brush-strokes offer its calming culture, now gifted unto you, this is the moment clarity offers its perfect lens unto you...