Perfect Way Poem by thomas skypembrook

what can it tell
what can i tell
the road is unknown and isn't staked
where nothing is
mind and the zen way have nothing.
there must be perfection
the way of God
telling the world the magic
supreme station
nothing but the great
nothing but perfection
God's way of healing
God's way of perfection
everything becomes God's
you breathe God's power
He heals and saves you
your whole being becomes alive
your whole being you steer and fly
magical heaven on earth
go and prosper
go with God
vaya con Dios
je sais que le Dieu est avec moi.
power supreme is your being.
live life with greatness
live life with joy
dein ganz leben mit Gott und Freude.
live!
let go and let God
be still.
everything goes so well
everything is perfection.
put God first
everything will be alright.