Natural, a touch on reality,
The universe fused together seamlessly,
Was this the key,
To not perform so dreamlessly?

Reborn,
like the flame from a candle's wick,
Airborne,
like a flying broomstick.

I think; therefore I am,
the moons of Jupiter and the rings of Saturn,
more than a hologram,
more than a simple pattern.

The Renaissance,
Revival,
An artist's response,
Not an architect's, scientist's rival.

Venus and Adonis,
The Creation of Adam,
By...