Funlight Sonata

The lines that we write,
which make us feel great.
Come from Heaven,
When our Hearts Escape.
Fleeing from fear and the flight of the world.
Concocting the tonic of heaven's most pure.

The passages that we make are checked to mate.
And sometimes it takes forever to make.
The majesty of our perception's inflicting our fate.
Oh! Large One!
You Must Turn thy Soul Agape!

And when Heaven's gate opens,
So does the solar soul soar.
Dancing kissed keys like Frédéric Chopin.
La Campanella that you now chime,
will make new goals to implore ! :

" I Am More, I Am More, I Am More ! "