The flap of the color laden wings
The breadth and depth of the span
Are for the eyes above
Designed for a universe of effervesce
It's almost as life flowed
Into the cosmic synthesis
It surges into divine aesthetic
The watching flow
Metamorphoses into the eyes
Which provide
Yet another perspective
Into the gestalt of consciousness
Which causes my heart
To sail into love
In the destiny of what is
There is also a loving breath
On the wind
The breadth and depth of the span
Are for the eyes above
Designed for a universe of effervesce
It's almost as life flowed
Into the cosmic synthesis
It surges into divine aesthetic
The watching flow
Metamorphoses into the eyes
Which provide
Yet another perspective
Into the gestalt of consciousness
Which causes my heart
To sail into love
In the destiny of what is
There is also a loving breath
On the wind
That fills my lungs
With transcendence
The exhale propels me
Into the nexus
With transcendence
The exhale propels me
Into the nexus
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