My soul has known heavenly places
Once I slept on the shores of light
Before my soul learned its name
I once saw the aching darkness split
And matter was born from ***
I slithered among the foundations of the earth
And made my bed in the tall grass
Pure bliss and warmth were mine
There the whispered revelation was my lullaby
I watched as suns were born
Dim beings of ultraviolet laughter
It was much easier
To see and understand
Before time was invented
From the mind and body
A cancer of spirit was born
Its whisperings were the first ego
Evolved so or created
It truly matters not
For the bird knows nothing of war
Or beauty
May 9, 2013
May 9, 2013 at 1:25 AM UTC
My soul has known heavenly places
Once I slept on the shores of light
Before my soul learned its name
I once saw the aching darkness split
And matter was born from ***
I slithered among the foundations of the earth
And made my bed in the tall grass
Pure bliss and warmth were mine
There the whispered revelation was my lullaby
I watched as suns were born
Dim beings of ultraviolet laughter
It was much easier
To see and understand
Before time was invented
From the mind and body
A cancer of spirit was born
Its whisperings were the first ego
Evolved so or created
It truly matters not
For the bird knows nothing of war
Or beauty
Being for the Benefit of Mr. Kite
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