Flying astrally
through the Universe,
filled with astronomical
violence happening nonviolently,
it's inconceivable to not know
serenity is, as beauty serenades
eyes that would it see,
un-beckoning unto Thee.
May 23, 2020
May 23, 2020 at 10:35 AM UTC
Flying astrally
through the Universe,
filled with astronomical
violence happening nonviolently,
it's inconceivable to not know
serenity is, as beauty serenades
eyes that would it see,
un-beckoning unto Thee.
A Universe' song, cacophony, symphony ever beckoning thee :) reality
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