For they are the ones,
Who without a care in the world,
While grinning sheepishly with naivety,
Allow the simple words "So what?"
To escape from their simple lips.
Painstakingly wearing a smog look,
Or an infuriating straight face,
While boasting about being blind.
In growing numbers,
Boldly scoffing and shrugging,
Losing sight until they fall.
Unblinking to magnificence,
Unmoved by abundant excellence,
Of all which span wide and supreme.
The limitless wealth of amazement
In the imaginarium of the mind,
The boundless celestial ceiling;
Staring eye to eye with stargazers,
And hovering above distracted onlookers.
The Heavens spills and pours itself to earth:
A smudge or sprinkle of luminescence,
Reflecting off a sleeping stream.
A deliberate indentation of beauty,
And a gentle touch of splendour,
Evolving clearly, with each conscious stare.
A seamless breath, and sighing gasp of life,
From finding the hidden expression in love,
And the intended worth in living truly.

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