There is a smooth beat of lucid highs rising in the sky
a breath of smoky vowels sifting in the cool breeze
magnifying in a frame of fluid languages
it’s soft rolling pronunciations a vivid thought
bursting into brilliance across the scintillating landscape
the way it’s magnetic force slowly eases into a threaded mix
of funky melodies
a lasting drum vibrating within inner and outer worlds
swirling in repeating rings and recreations on the surface
of luminescent leaves from transparent trees
the way it’s fragrant and compounded creation stands on a mountain of sacred grace
a humming sensation speaking volumes inside a riverbed
a reflection of golden hues coming alive in magical sparks
serenely bliss and leaping in delight
a profound text stunning in symmetry
gleaming in geometry
an astonishing acrylic masterpiece demanding praise