Distortions in the light
Make us a basket case, all right!
We have severed our plight
When we give full sequencing force insight
To what is right;
Then we can encapsulate our light
Into momentums just right!
Give forth our breath of white light!

Making our way home alone
Is executing the right tone;
For when we vanish on our own
We settle a determining hone
And then we no longer have to roam
So far from home.
Phone home!
Clear your tone.

When we are coming through
To do
A higher arcing over you
We contemplate exactly what we can do
With this higher residue
That we lift and carry forward for you;
If you can only do what you came here to
We would lift the insanity too
And scour the ridges of you
That you implement over time of you
To compliment an entirely new congrue
Of Essence material in you.
God bless the New You!

When we offer to renew
Our sweet review
In fields of glamourous to-do lists for you
We begin to abstrue
With many a-heartache, it’s true;
For if we bottom out you
And everything that you do
We confide
And never deride
The personality to do
A higher clean-up than what you
Ventured to do.
Clean-up is always a good way to renew
Our own viability to do
A forevermore
Significant pour
Of our astrological core.
It is too dangerous to still be at war!

Tides of change
Swing again;
For over and out
We have swung, no doubt,
To abide
To all of the lessons and lives
That we change
And pertain
To what our penchant swing
And we are now going to let it out on a wing.
We’ve changed the whole darn thing!