Relative
Expansion
of Art can
get
impressive
done for
more
then
the name
humans, fate
levitates
praise
to
the ones
that innovate
till this date
the ancients can
relate,
keep them higher
then the sun rising
daily for the mind
of the one that can
leave something on this Earth
it will forever be sung,
even if
it fell sunk, legends of the times
erupt,
any given time, of us,
here, all together
they come,
with love oh what a rush,
plush,
death hushed,
for the moment
that happens
time stops
emotions come lapsing.
Calibrated souls coming active.
Atlas, can't stop this.
Humans.
Lasting Artist of the Earth, in which we harvest.
