The sun that feeds us light
Rushes into the manifest everything
The energy of the light feeds the plants and butterfly
We are all sewed into the tapestry of what is
There are threats of connection
There is a web work
A whole
We are a painting of dramas
With a ripple into and out of everything
There is a continuance into the forever
At the same time as dissipation
Our hearts are thrilled to find
The silk of this connection
As we slide into existence
The butterfly takes the sun home
Where it nourishes its progeny
And the sun's energy seeps into our planet
In mysterious and insidious ways
There is an orchestration
Of enigmatic harmonies
That color and invigorate
Rushes into the manifest everything
The energy of the light feeds the plants and butterfly
We are all sewed into the tapestry of what is
There are threats of connection
There is a web work
A whole
We are a painting of dramas
With a ripple into and out of everything
There is a continuance into the forever
At the same time as dissipation
Our hearts are thrilled to find
The silk of this connection
As we slide into existence
The butterfly takes the sun home
Where it nourishes its progeny
And the sun's energy seeps into our planet
In mysterious and insidious ways
There is an orchestration
Of enigmatic harmonies
That color and invigorate
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