Sounds of delicate melody
flowing upon winds
of sacred
deities

trickling energies
of newborn
essence
and blossoming
of something
better

running in circles
and chasing the sun
a new reality
in time
originality
this pure breeze

I said it carried magic
some invisible
radiance
it brings to life
the seemingly
lifeless

Pulses of ignition
in reigniting birth
a gentle infinity
of contractions
and expansion

contrasting efforts
of opposition
wisdom is desired
though the one
is divided

You can find it here,
so hold on