Winged souls harmonize
in voices divine,
as star chandlers
bring light to moment.
As angels sing to celebrate
all who wander on Earth.
Citadel is built by heartbeats mortar,
and love bricks guided by constellations
form grand monuments.
Light integrates with dark
for a parade of love to anchor
while new pyridines become reality.
And as life's carousel continues to turn
expanding self, we gracefully walk
with wind, rain, and sun at our backs.
Mar 20, 2019
Mar 20, 2019 at 10:01 AM UTC
Winged souls harmonize
in voices divine,
as star chandlers
bring light to moment.
As angels sing to celebrate
all who wander on Earth.
Citadel is built by heartbeats mortar,
and love bricks guided by constellations
form grand monuments.
Light integrates with dark
for a parade of love to anchor
while new pyridines become reality.
And as life's carousel continues to turn
expanding self, we gracefully walk
with wind, rain, and sun at our backs.
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