I dream in the essence of blue
Soar into the starry night
I Excise the phantasm of original sin
Move slowly to a beat
Laid down by the jazz gods
Torn from their sharpened bite
I float on heavy air
That cradles my being in waves of sound
Music rages through my body
As I slide down on the wings of angels
And Spin between notes blown in heavenly delight
I morph into space
Float gently by the sun
Lost in the love of all i see
And taste and smell and feel
Can this be real
I am a changeling
A songbird who blows his tune
And howls his madness to the moon
I feast on gentle staccato rhythms
And casually dance as the willows whine
So go ahead and bow before your God
Because i choose mine
Not so much a holy being
As a cosmic note played out in infinite time
Apr 29, 2025
Apr 29, 2025 at 7:36 PM UTC
I dream in the essence of blue
Soar into the starry night
I Excise the phantasm of original sin
Move slowly to a beat
Laid down by the jazz gods
Torn from their sharpened bite
I float on heavy air
That cradles my being in waves of sound
Music rages through my body
As I slide down on the wings of angels
And Spin between notes blown in heavenly delight
I morph into space
Float gently by the sun
Lost in the love of all i see
And taste and smell and feel
Can this be real
I am a changeling
A songbird who blows his tune
And howls his madness to the moon
I feast on gentle staccato rhythms
And casually dance as the willows whine
So go ahead and bow before your God
Because i choose mine
Not so much a holy being
As a cosmic note played out in infinite time
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