Relative
Expansion
of Art can
get
impressive

done for
more
then
the name

humans, fate
levitates

praise
to
the ones
that innovate

till this date
the ancients can
relate,

keep them higher  
then the sun rising

daily for the mind
of the one that can
leave something on this Earth

it will forever be sung,
even if
it fell sunk, legends of the times
erupt,
any given time, of us,
here, all together

they come,
with love oh what a rush,
plush,
death hushed,
for the moment
that happens
time stops
emotions come lapsing.
Calibrated souls coming active.
Atlas, can't stop this.
Humans.
Lasting Artist of the Earth, in which we harvest.