When I look into life's exuberancesMy heart palpates into the surging radiance
Colors and design pour into my irises
There is a blood surge
I breathe in the ethereal
There is such a luxuriant nature
How is it I saw none of this before
When I look into the feather of blue velvet
I dream I could slide down the wing
Into the purple ocean
Such unadulterated joy
How could God have so much fun
Is that what this is about
The joy of his creativity
Yet there is so much pain in existence
Is this part of your joy
Is suffering somehow in your design
Is this your aesthetic
Why harmonic beauty
Back dropped by the burden of dreary pain
What is the synthesis
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