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,
unbeckoning unto Thee.
Jun 2, 2020
Jun 2, 2020 at 12:03 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,
unbeckoning unto Thee.
A Universe' song, cacophony, symphony ever beckoning thee :) reality
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