We have lost our eyesight. The magic is around us. Mysticism is in the sky and there is proof everywhere. The obvious is beginning to show. The clouds show you what you need to see in order to know. Imagination comes from "THAT" world. One we know well and are just starting to remember. "Who am I?" has a deeper meaning. "Who was I ?"... then you can ask "Who am I?"
I was walking and I saw you
How could I have missed you.
In your spender , you mesmerized me.
and
I asked myself..
How could I have never remembered?
I was walking and I saw you
How could I have missed you.
In your spender , you mesmerized me.
and
I asked myself..
How could I have never remembered?