When we slide
Our pride
It hits us all inside;
Then we can deride.
No more slide
Until the hurtful pride
Can be remitted inside
And then allowed to slide!
God bless the pride
And then we can slide!
That’s how we are allowed back inside.

Move over;
We’re here!
And we wisely spear
A whole new atmosphere
To sensitize and draw near.
Our astral identity is clear.
We are bringing us closer to peer
And we can steer
A monumental clear
To be here
In our abundant, radiant atmosphere.
To be clear
We are already here!

In the moment,
In a twinkling of an eye
We will all go by
And sigh
For as we all give up the cry
We will insurgency scry
That we were never lifted by the lie
But let go by
Another sigh
And then when we cry
We will be lifted by the lie
That we never really had to fly by
We only had to cry
To lift the lie.
Let the sigh
Lift the lie
And scry
And say goodbye
To the little lie
That we all had to die.
We are in the moment of a lie;
Just let it slide by.

Are we here
To clear the anxiety and fear
Or are we clinging to the near
And dear
Of our own bodily sphere
To juxtapostion it clear
And bring our own Essence online here?
We must be sure before the year
To clear
Our radiance here.

Trust
Is in each one of us;
Just sentimentally clear
The obstruction of fear
And we can contemplate drawing very near
Our happiest atmosphere!
God bless the trust in each of us here!