Running out the mind

 Running out the mind

Full of bad set

Children deserted

Let this not connect

Some time things store

And just need to let

For freedom to take set

Green flowers

Who knows whose next

Next for abundance

Blessings

Good Loving

Transmuting sickness and evil

For Love and Freedom

To set our healing free

Not restricted consumption

When it comes to what is good for us

The loving

The Human Race has always been!

Natural Flowism

A Freedom of Being!

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