Deep as raging sea
Full of something long lost
to mere inadequacy of words

Wonder resides in this sparkle
Fellowships in this twitch

For these are not mere globes
They are windows into beauty
If one seeks to look

Joy leaks through the lenses
as though light is trying to bend

They glisten like steel
Yet soft like embrace

These temples of memory
These cups of emotion
are quickly regular according to common man
yet quite special, even spectacular
To the one the truth is opened to

They pull at ones eyes to be free
To let go of completely everything

And as one lets go to be free
One sees sparkle and sea
Sea of Love, Sparkle of Wonder
These Globes might grow old
Yet they will always remember