After the giving in the poets sees...
An air of clarity surrounding the entire stratosphere.
Inner conflicts become see through as mist struck by sunlight
Morning dew becomes as real as the first light of ones life..
Psych battles unrecognized before this
were written down in books, unexplained like spiritual myths...
Philosophers of the stars and earth. Explain the origins from which we have birthed
The unknown in its place, gives the experience through life
To challenge us to see life as are church
I wouldn't battle against it, or consider a name for anyone like the organic sands
Through time they are too blown away
I wouldn't be so fatalist to describe man, when that wonder passes through the morning air.
High in the mountains..and under green pastures, in ecstatic moments of flowing hair.
Chasing each others dreams through the fields on white steeds, in the light of the second day.
Traveling to find ones place, inside a forbidden place
Contradict the forbidden to say,peace be with the grace. The grace called life making up the human race
What science cant explain, we will continue too. Without the complexes pushed upon us from the womb.
Rewritten history to have the words free engraved upon every soul. Paradigm shifts inside causing the clouds to unfold
Revealing the long last moments each past person meant to know,and strives to see.
If only they could have been here, the moment the love took on full prestige..
What love cant explain, knowledge will through the paths experience lays.
As a smile in light, will disturb none, and lift fright like sun casts away.
Walking upright through an immortal moment here and now.
As we Question everything, and transcend life itself...
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