Feel Me when I pass the golden lion in Egypt. Bring Me to your soul when I pass the golden lion in Cambodia. Relief with Me your anxiety when you see the golden lion in Mars. Can I heal you humans, with My wind of love? My power of wind around you, blow them. Heal your hatred, can you do it for Me?
Under the white moon from far feel Me and see what I touch. The capacity of hatred and revenge. Can your capacity of love blow?
Do you remember My terror of gravity? Over Tokyo nineteen ninety five? With My smooth blowing I've changed the shape of stone..mystery King Temple in India. I passes canals and the roads of Italy, Bologna and My Galileo of Pisa.
No King can be one without his people, without My wind, snake and Genie of greatest temple. In My wind, I hold My secret. I created the love in the desert. I healed Hercules confrontation over an apple. Can you made a dune over Sahara Valley? Manhattan, can you beat Me?
Until the feel is in you, touching you within your soul. Breath Me and My love to zero gravity. Not much like the pyramid or the Tower of Pisa. Until I within you and I shall be with you. Until zero gravity, until all of you, until you can come with Me.
My sea coast of Amalfi Coast, Sorrento Coast, Capri, Sardinia, Sicily, the Riviera. My music, My romance in city of Rome, Venice, Florence, Naples, Milan, Tuscany. My seas, lakes, Italian ski resorts. My rolling hills of olive trees and vineyards. My ancient structured building my beautiful landscape of mountains.
I blow My wind, I blow that peace feeling. I want you to feel Me within you then you blow everyday your wind to others. Blow that wind of love, until you be the one, the wind of zero gravity.
Copyright/NRDanielle
Kuala Lumpur/11:57pm-Nov 17th.2004
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