Rely on God in order to remain on purpose...

Have you ever felt the warmth of the sun?

How about the cool mist of the moon?

Have you ever been drowned by the dry, desolate sand?

Or wallowed in the wetness of waves?

Sun stories and moon myths...

Float amidst the mist,

Never to be touch by the sweet part of his lips.

We remember you,

We remember every time you shut us down.

We remember every time you shut us up.

We were always told we were never enough...

Well now what?

I’m the plug connected into Mother Earth.

Planted firmly in the soil, never standing on dirt.

Blooming flowers flourish on the foundation of faith be fertile.

Let the will of the moon’s midst guide you to through night until the sun is shining in the morning’s light.