The spoonful of
enlightenment and its humor is the texture on the palate of life that arouses
the point of bliss.
The daily spoonful of faith
nourishes the love potion and keeps one away from the howling at the lustrous moon
a lot.
Simple life can be measured
with a coffee spoon that goes beyond the shape of the spoon, for the spoonful
of true values in life become the taste of appreciation.
The spoonful of feelings
one shares with the lover are the pouring delights to nourish the parched lips
for the kiss.
The shared fetus position
in spooning delight unfolds nature’s chemistry through the mystery of the
heart.
The voicing of the song and
poetic light is the spoonful of a tune one cannot forget, it is the taste of a
memory in loving respect.
The spoonful of wisdom
cannot taste the same for the knower and the wise men, for one collects them
and the other uses them for easy digestion.
The spoonful of the
immensity is the space, as the formless flavor that dreams reflect in vivid
visions, is the calling of the blessings in still. The spoonfuls of
intuition that cannot deceive, but swallowed too fast by reasons are the shades
of the radiance in wonder.
Spoonful mysteries are the
alchemy to attract easy bites in the galleries of hopeless hearts, shopping for
a new life.
The spoonful of liberty
that some take to act freely become the spoon-chain that bolts the freewill.
Spoonful happiness and
promises, that plays hide and seek, or catch the bite are the arenas of worldly
desires of shades, heavens eternal spoonful of light are natures sublime
serving prayers, rising from the heart.
The spoonfuls of endurance
are the coal for virtue’s fire that warms the heart by living naturally.
Spoonful subtlety and
ancient echoes are the expressions of love that taste like innocence home,
virtues eternal beauty to meet again.
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