Soul
the balance
the being
energy vortex radiant
the wavelength
the frequency
the type of expression of the one
the ray
the day
the mirror to the sun
Ra
Aton
atone for the distortion
the rich emotion
the colors
that split
from the one
flee to see
step aside and into the flow
the road
the river
the sea
the sun
bumble bee
the mind is unkind
love merciless in its compassion
the truth a slave of fashion
in the end there are only beginnings
in the end you must stand on your own none existent feet
describe the tears you'd wish to weep
and paint grand skies
your heavenly dreams to keep
lose yourself in the far horizons
of your poetry
written in spacetime
and spoken in the slippery whisper of Soul
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