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holding onto pined roses as the circle closes around the light
a rose covered in stone, overgrown and out of sight
this feels so constant and natural like winter to spring and summer to fall
fear fell from my thoughts and plummeted into the earth at freefall
peering through the lions lens time bends and extends
nothing contends to a world that neverends
the clock tic's and toc's in an offbeat signature so divine
i see only opal, floating outstretched and immoble within this acoustic delay line
looking at life outside of the realm, spiraling into the unknown
being shown possible pasts that could have become my own
they see real fun far beyond what is to come
but one cannot forget where one comes from
in time i will send you a racon
a good bye nod from beyond once i am gone
when love orchestrates heat he who mourns burns in his heart
but through memory we could never be apart
i sung my last hymm within this perfect reverb
slow. melancholy, so soft, so distinct unheard
an inventive rendition connoting the lions lens
woeful cries of inertia from a soul that was restless
with a made up mind i was lost within the without, without the within
when angels incited reinvention invited, like the sunlight wings shining in
this felt like an elavator in eternal freefall
free from it all i felt free upon the call
i could not describe the course i had contrived
i awoke with a heathing chest, revived
an hour had passed and after all there would be no real fun
just a larcenous act not done, but undone counting sins and calculating the sum
looking through the lions lens i realized there need not be an end
there was nothing to justify or defend
i took my hymm and reinvented it alive on a diviner note
and i live by the lyrics that i wrote
love is a pure flow, an endless stream
living, undying, eternal, like an endless dream
lo and behold, that the ebb and flow of the world is an unchangeability
the lion lens, never sends, just depends on your faith and loyalty
winds howl,i fear not for i am guided,by the protective lateen thereupon the recourse toward a new sunset
with him i alone hold an unpayable debt
and to all of those who have suffered, endured, and wept
you dug deep down into the realm, through the lions lens liasons to surplant our fears, fallen tears we shall never forget
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