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Tunes stretch on, broadening what's never been seen- directly
through imagination, a revelation of all things through all minds and
all eyes.  Conceive to receive, believe and perceive- where does reality
begin and the dream end?  Soul within inner twilight, dusk and dawn to
transcend- beginning to end- turmoil of a path dipping through deep
convolutions
yet also blessed with perfectly radiant illuminations of joy.  Breakthrough
beatitudes of seraphic wonder.  White light, white sight, white light, white
sight- the pages turning over rages and cages of desperation to tumble out
in
these plateaus of mute wordless abandon.  Hopeless grace holding on- all
these
places letting go.  Long, short, tall- narrow- the falling fast ghost
speeding narrow-
a one page discourse on the whole motion of this universe, through the
impressions
cast momentarily through a soul poet's mind.  Left behind, reaching out
further than
ever before, stars spilling from Orion's belt, stretching out evermore,
adore, evermore...
adore

© 2006 Ryan Baier