AMP: Artists' Meeting Place and Resource Collective

Blessed is the believer who has faith and has not seen,
for seeing is believing and only the eyes that open from the heart may see the truth and have faith it is as it seems.

Love abandons only the blind of heart only to plant new seeds for it's hopeful vision.

I see and believe from one source that never ends.
I feel the madness swirl and settle like leaves dancing on a wind and embrace my darkness with hope, for it is the way to the light and that light will give me sight.

I have gone to the river and washed the mud from my lids and I have returned to give thanks and praise, for now...
I will walk and tell only those who ask.
I will conceal my blessing only to express it through action.

Why is it you walk and talk with Joy?
I am that what I am.

I believe.