In mindless haste was once that certain thrill
where time seemed minor, insignificant, still
instant were the sparks, fickle the flames...
instant the dousing, smokeless the pains
Upon her spirit did knock this gentle hand
that brightened her eyes, helped her stand
the empty hall was then ringing with her cackle
and the severe echo of that severing shackle
Held high above that motley crowd
she grasped all meaning, gasped aloud
its her that had to rise above the mundane
gain new perspective to banish the bane
were in his beamingly wizened sedated eyes
glimmering dreams he knew he’d realize
they share the boon of this harmonic friction:
enriching each other with caring conviction
are there lives to change? new people to become?
are new meanings to be rendered or uncovered ?
yes, they know, they know, they know, and so,
with new roots, this symbiotic paradise, they grow.
where time seemed minor, insignificant, still
instant were the sparks, fickle the flames...
instant the dousing, smokeless the pains
Upon her spirit did knock this gentle hand
that brightened her eyes, helped her stand
the empty hall was then ringing with her cackle
and the severe echo of that severing shackle
Held high above that motley crowd
she grasped all meaning, gasped aloud
its her that had to rise above the mundane
gain new perspective to banish the bane
were in his beamingly wizened sedated eyes
glimmering dreams he knew he’d realize
they share the boon of this harmonic friction:
enriching each other with caring conviction
are there lives to change? new people to become?
are new meanings to be rendered or uncovered ?
yes, they know, they know, they know, and so,
with new roots, this symbiotic paradise, they grow.
I believe in spontaneous synergy, which derives from the freedom to express one`s proper goodness, truth and beauty as well as the necessity to satisfy everyday needs for existence, mobility, learning and mutual respect for living space. The way to Pantopia. Thanks for supporting this great idea pal!
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