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Motions and lies
Oceans and tides
Highs and lows
Waves and thrones

Photographs and movies
like the words you've said to me
Typewriters and documents
Lonesome loneliness

Paintings and art
scientists using starch
Differences and combinations
Treasures and abominations

Pinnacles and roots
Ratty old boots
Holes and patches
Irreplaceable mismatches

An old rhyme
a new game
rules and regulations
all the same
Savour the elegance of the little things.
They ferment to craft the essence of us.
They make up to melodies our soul sings.

It’s watching dust caught in the light cycling
through windows where I was first made breathless.
Savour the elegance of the little things.

Drizzles in summers and storms in springs.
When crickets chirp to the air’s dampness.
They make up to melodies our soul sings

The way we feel our whole body smiling
as our veins are pumped with pure happiness.
Savour the elegance of the little things.

The little many music notes dancing
Gives us life and fills our deep emptiness.
They make up the melodies our soul sings.

When you are lost and there’s no one else leading
These little things will be your close compass
Savour the elegance of little things,
They make up to melodies our soul sings
Divine Minds Transcend

There is so much more than what we see
what we fear and choose to perceive
what we're told we must believe
a place that's hard to conceive
a portal to a world beyond belief
Since birth, it waits for you and me
a world beyond a lucid dream
I can tell you where this portal leads
it leads to a cure for humanity
So step onto the magic train
and learn to accept your certain death
For life is nothing more
then fabricated reality

Fate, it seems is not without a sense of irony

I finally broke free of the evil me
it wasn't church that set me free
it wasn't drugs from psychiatry
it wasn't money that made me see
I had to die from this reality
and accept my certain death

It's your turn to consider the facts
now breathe a bit and try to relax
Just one second as I remove the mask
then a crack like a whip and a panic attack
No slack as you slip into a static bath
your vertebrae split you are severed in half
You blast away and never look back
the math adds up so you have to adapt
Half of you is lost and your soul is cracked
the other half swirls in the endless black
As you float down an uncharted path
you finally breakthrough at last

All you thought you knew from life is shattered
as you step into the looking glass
© JDMaraccini 2013
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