Name is a short spell.
Not yours, Beloved. It’s mine
Hanging in Heaven,
Echoing after yours called.
You can have it all.
How many names have you spelled in prayers? Are they the bold or the beautiful ones?
I call your name, Beloved ‘coz I know it infuses power into prayers like smoke of burnt incense billowing into the sky escorting dreams to meet the doors….
May all beings be happy….
Can Light wish for one
Moment when Time’s going off?
Tired of being —
Singapore – Dec. 18, 2018 – 8:45pm
He’s a yellow cat,
With a hurt back and couldn’t walk.
Much love is showered.
Chocho is one of two kittens that survive of 4 of Mother Prengil. He got an unknown accident that made him not able to walk and just drag his body. I wish I’d be with him to give him medication.
I’m so sorry, Chocho. 💝
GH Jakarta, April 19 2018 – 23:10