Emerge from the caccoon that has held me so long,
Courage, howl at moon, flying soon in high noon sun,
I pull a rune one, its blank and for that i thank.
Listening, mystery mission,
glistening, crystal prism,
schism, wisdom,
White to spectrum, back to galactic light,
Impact the night, in this luminous universe,
watch me tune a verse to Fibonacci,
And spiral out about that viral style shout.
No doubt,
Spiral in, cycle in the tidal spin,
Light will dim then bright again.
The seed first, then the rebirth,
See her first as we nurse,
The sweet love i speak of,
Meet the peak of sky, die, fly high, be free,
And see the sea of we, feed the need of glee,
and do be do be do be FREE.
Aug 22, 2013
Aug 22, 2013 at 1:16 PM UTC
Emerge from the caccoon that has held me so long,
Courage, howl at moon, flying soon in high noon sun,
I pull a rune one, its blank and for that i thank.
Listening, mystery mission,
glistening, crystal prism,
schism, wisdom,
White to spectrum, back to galactic light,
Impact the night, in this luminous universe,
watch me tune a verse to Fibonacci,
And spiral out about that viral style shout.
No doubt,
Spiral in, cycle in the tidal spin,
Light will dim then bright again.
The seed first, then the rebirth,
See her first as we nurse,
The sweet love i speak of,
Meet the peak of sky, die, fly high, be free,
And see the sea of we, feed the need of glee,
and do be do be do be FREE.
the rhythm of the poem is somewhat lost in translation to text. try reading it out loud, tune in feel it.