SCRABBLE

writing without words ....
how could that be....
when faithless animals become alive....
maybe because the ones who have faith....
becomes their Resurrection
 ..inflection of how much the most high cares....
he puts the wishes of the few to provide  for the many....
I guess we all could be fisherman and carpenters
providing shelter
and filling warm plate
food to nourish....
could we indeed fish without words
  finding  the bottom of the shallow sea
even when the sail bowed out
a long time ago....
to another continent ......
writing without words.....
scrolls had been submerged
so the dead have no meaning....
until its brings the new light of day....
how could we speak without this language
thoughts of a simpler way.....
the future hides  your fate ...
when you anxiously want to know....
....communicating with the dead....
third eyes..all sight sealed shut...
touching all the calamity of the wicked
who drive around in expensive cars....
.but we are happy living among  them...
are we in fact dead....
letters without meaning ....
 we all want to become alphabetic
..no alpha man.... so everyone is illiterate
writing without words ....
time writes its way
in our history.. even with out text ..
ushering  new meanings and endings....
so it could write without words.....
humbler in its realm I write with powerful beings ...
.meaning I  scribe with hopes for everyone to learn..
to live in the conscious of our present
WE ALL BECOME EMPOWERED......
twisting turns...put up yield signs and stop lights
 never to be obligated by this time ...
we have to be the author of new destiny...
.free will is always given..
even when our living dead keeps it hidden....

nlistic souldier