Essence of Wonder

The nest of rods of light grows through celestial abyss Their love can only be compared to love of mother giving a child her kiss They are theory of everything they are bliss Grown to the heavens from primordial sup that they do reminisce Final is the essence of the soul And contradiction of this statement makes it grow beyond control Beyond divine is the soul It is not judged and inspires all and whole The orb of light In that spirit is delight Like falcon in flight Depth and immortality of that spirit makes the celestial mist shine bright