Instantaneously
the
forge
Has reached the Universe!
Magnified precision
has not happened in
zero time
zero
Nilch happenstance.
It took a little longer to observe those
cute neccesities of the primal
cultural dominion -
outbursting as a
practical
point
of
Well being.
Let me compare you to nothing ~ my love ~
cos' nothing is just a word
for an emptiness,
you - joyful
Bart!
Thy
tender
creation
unfolds ceaselessly as
cherry trees are in blossom
Upon rose bushes.
Warm late winds
blow
Petals.
Softly landing
sounds
are shaped
as a divine dance;
a promise of thoughts
And energetic words.
Everything is in motion:
Love, procreation, love.
Lyrics are yearning
when maestro is playing -
Loving the Moon and the Sun the same.
Eloquence of a hawk soaring the castles tower -
is a solid shelter for true trubadours
adorning the masters reign:
angels and daemons,
ladies
and
Grace.
Mylady
consumed a potion
of sweet nothingnesses,
Whispering - more!
The Rinzai
master is
still
sitting
Silently.
Swans are gliding towards the shore....
The Birtch tree trembles.
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic beauty