Where once words withheld the world
knowing not these things
eyes are opened
panoramas of perception bloom
in fields of infinite possibility
riding the tides of waves of winds
the momentum ensues to form
in the shape and space that suites its norm
Where once words withheld the world
knowing not these things
eyes are opened
panoramas of perception bloom
in fields of infinite possibility
riding the tides of waves of winds
the momentum ensues to form
in the shape and space that suites its norm