Wholesome
Missionary Sam · · 2 min read
I want that place by your side that I don’t think in circles and spheres.
That place where my thoughts are linear and sinusoids.
I don’t want to always analyze to think that I am being tested or that something said is politically suicidal.
Where will my words not be twisted and turned as a weapon against me?
Where utterance is plain and thoughts elemental.
Where silence is as pure as gold.
Let decibels strike as arytenoid corniculates, and the thyroids spring forth with melodies.
Let not my last speech with you be our last speech.
I want our talks to be heart to heart, child to child, joy to joy.
“Let the words of my mouth and the meditations of my heart be acceptable unto you.”
Count them not for losses. Ever our words strive to make meaning.
Alas! Alas! my Lord, fine speech is not with me but truth to manifest as fruits in silver settings.
Dissolve your speech that I may understand, melt your words that I may explain.
Give life to intention and draw out secret thoughts.
Let me not wander without understanding as one that lacketh wisdom.

Let consistency cloak like dew, with the hearth of the honeycomb.
Intelligence wanders in the dark for prudence takes her throne, crowned in honesty.
The wordsmith of purity wields the tonguesmith of love.
Love unbottled, unbeknownst, yea unrevealed in accent, unsought in literature.
Library of magic, weave your potions with phrases that chant, spices that smite and a thousand smiles that slay.
Decorate cadence that tones the slump of heart.
Behold my distillation factory of pacts. When your thoughts come from the heart, let their synthesis come from the marrow, for the falsehood shall not stand and deceit cannot hide. They are as sharp arrows of the mighty awaiting to be released from the bow of arched diaphragms as vows.
There’s a force that does not dissolve, its sword is love. Swifter than eagles, farther than wings of Aladdin’s carpet. Its machinery is of the OPHANIM that sit atop my kidneys. The fuel of its energy can make me foolish or celebrated. Walls do not restrict and distance itself is an honourable mention.
Reign in me! Reign ancient one!! Reign in me sovereign Lord!!!