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The Universe
The instructor arrives you hear a sound, an Angel class has touched down.
From Spirit formed glass you know the rule, residual prayers provide the fuel.
The universe is vast from what you see, what lies beyond? Follow me.
A gesture, a word, the stars align, like zodiac images across time.
Once aware you can't turn back, an Angels white is your black.
The stars paint a picture that you can see, open eyes, learn history. Your third eye is not an act, every blink dreams and that's a fact!
© S.R.King
From Spirit formed glass you know the rule, residual prayers provide the fuel.
The universe is vast from what you see, what lies beyond? Follow me.
A gesture, a word, the stars align, like zodiac images across time.
Once aware you can't turn back, an Angels white is your black.
The stars paint a picture that you can see, open eyes, learn history. Your third eye is not an act, every blink dreams and that's a fact!
© S.R.King
