Sunday, 3 July 2011


In-front of the closed door i stand and knock.
Above heavenly bodies i rise and hang.
Beside the stars i glow.
Beneath the the ground i sprout.
Among the saints i sing.
To angelic rhythm i dance.
I venture into the space above.
I explore the beauty of the universe.
My eyes reflect the glittering luster of precious stone.
My Origin humbles my Life.
His breathe puts things into perspective.
The perfection of beauty is restored in me.

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