Roll forth now and down the way
Through the depressions go among lillies lay
There you’ll find the sunshine in strange pockets
There in atmosphere too rarefied for rockets
For far beyond the sun there is
All that is a whispered breeze
Yes to learn of all of this
Far beyond corporeal symmetries
Is to grasp the writhing Asp
Pluck the tail from its fanged grasp
And hold a fresh flower in the dew
For there’s no such thing as you
A poem to hold you over dear and patient visitors. I am in the process of rendering a video which will be uploaded sometime in the next twelve hours. Thanks for stopping by. You are always greatly appreciated.
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