Orb In the Sky

Gold fields expand softly in front of an eye of a dreamer Sweet flag near bulrush ancient ballad will murmur In the water dam is built by hard working beaver The all seeing falcon will fly through the sky that’s azure The color of sunset as deep as a soul In the mountains and by the sea deepest of all The clouds move softly as if they were to fall Breeze caries the scent of linden that grew since last fall The fire that on the prairie will lie Is reflected in the visage of the azure sky And in the falcons all seeing eye As by the prairie it will pass by The fury of the blaze With its ferocity will amaze The colors of the last fiery phase Will astound anyone who upon them will gaze As like tongues of the soul burns the fire Above it is shimmering eerie light that will never expire The fire reaches for it like a spire The light bewilderment will inspire Not only is light with no need for niche perfect and supreme It has right of Summum bonum as down on earth it will beam As benevolent and sublime as divine dream The ultimate word devised from perfect morpheme As that as base travels through abyss of an expanse With the falcon it will dance With azure sky it will play in boundless dreamy romance Beyond abstract at the base bridge to true magic it will advance