Spoken first, particular last With a mightier introduction, ahead Since sincerity, since seclusion, so fast... Has the voice of a beautiful angel, awoken to lead...
Meetings of the mind Continue in the voice, meager times Hope and surmisal, can be so kind... Letting a lost promise, become strength's trying...
Survival's prophecy, of the fittest Where in, stirs of shared conscience Is the can't, the cope of truth, a senses test... Adage over communed liberty, overtly presence...
A tale of two liberty's Shown a calling, a creed to instinct, due Know a keep, beyond which is civility... Ready an eye, of comprehension is anarchy's you...
Salt to salt, spice to spice Where, out to dance among intuition's stars Has the new voice, of now in love twice... The rue of simplicity, the risk of summation, by far...
collect a stirring few to your breast and an identity's blessing will come...