My Soul say's ...

I love it when my soul say's I have to go and write...
and I have no idea what it is about to say.....
So here we Go.....

Once upon a time a long long time ago there was a young child 

that one day would be King

of the land where he now played.

This boys soul shone like the Sun

and he danced through his days....

he knew the joy of.... 

IT ALL. 

He could speak to the Birds...

and felt the voices of the trees and plants.

As I say he shone like the Sun

and for this reason the animals saw that

they should have no fear of Him....

and the plants seemed to grow 

just at the touch of his feet

as he strode across the Ground. 

But as this young child became older 

he listened to the Complaints

and Wishes and Dreams

and Fears

of his  Subjects...

his Flock ....

He was Water for their Thirst,

Warmth to their cold bones,

and Food for their bodies.

And so the People of his Realm called Him King.

They were his Flock, so to speak.... 

Because he was a loving and compassionate King

who lived to Quench their thirst

warm their bones

and feed their bodies.

And in doing these things for those in his Realm

he was a very busy person.

Each person in his realm wanted and "needed" things from him

But really all they really wanted was to touch that Shine he had

that Glow like the Sun.

And each time they touched his Shine

They left a smudge upon it,

because they only took....

but gave nothing back....

The King levied no Taxes upon his people....

And gave all he had, and could...

He felt that his position in Life..

was to fulfill his Kingdom....

He lived a long life doing his Kingly duties...

which when you came right down to it...

Was to share his Gold

with his Kingdom..

The Golden shine of a soul

that knew 

The Joy of IT ALL.

And this he gave most freely and with an open heart

to his eager "Subjects".

And they took all he had....

yet paid him no taxes...

And each touch of the Needy 

put a smudge upon his Glow

And by the time he got really really old...

he was so smudged up

you could hardly see the Glow any more..

Yet his subjects still demanded of Him.

Give me, Give me, Give me....

and he did, and did, and did..

Until his Light was almost completely obscured

Then one day a young woman came to him

one of his subjects

with something she needed from him

he supposed...

And indeed there was much she wanted and needed

and she must have seen the faint glow....

and she reached to touch it....

and something amazing hapenned..

She gave him some Glow

like the Sun.

He hadn't felt anything like that before from another...

Her touch quenched his thirst

and warmed his bones

and fed his body

And in that moment he realized something

that burnt away all the smudges

upon his Glow like the Sun... 

upon his Joy of IT ALL.

He realized That each man was a King,

and Kingdom unto himself.

And the true Commerce of all  the Kingdoms

was Love

Not some Holy Duty of his 

to solve all the problems of his Subjects

Because they were the Kings and Queens of their own Realms

and at the Heart of each and every one of their Kingdoms..

Was that same Glow, 

That Light of a Joyful Love...

And each King and Queen had the duty of

finding that Light and Glow within themselves

Taking it from another

was never really a Valid way

to again find that Holy Young Child

dancing through the day...