There is no time
There is no space
within this realm of purest
poetry
and all that we can do is
be together
soaking in sun's vibrant
rays of light
while floating on a cloud
of vast humidity
mind moves and then do we
creating landscapes of eternity
in pastel hues of deep delight
that stream in words
like rainbows flowing
glowingly, they ring around
the sun
becoming songs that must
be sung
and their vibration changes
everything
as love is lifted by a voice
emoting in the truth of all
expression
enveloping and somehow raising
every blind emotion
up to the sight of rainbows
heights
All this from just one point
one tiny particle
one drop of moisture that
now dares
to rise and take to flight
just reaching for the beauty
of the sun . . .
?Michaelette?
6/17/2000
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L. Romano
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