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Organs

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Organs

Under azure Italian sky of Balkans 
The mage plays huge church organs
The force that his music brightens
Is reflected in eyes of falcons

The elements including spirit are at the base
And with this spirit you can see God’s face
Above spirit multiple destinies occupy next space
They are one of elements of higher countenance

The force that takes element’s of spirit place
Only one note higher then spirit at the base
And has even more sublime grace
That is the fifth element in second place

The single pipe of organs has them all
Starting at the base with the soul
All elements that emanate from the soul
Everyone somewhere on first pipe will fall

Second pipe’s elements are those made by forge of dream
And the fifth of them compare to spirit is extreme
Just like elements of forge to earths elements are extreme
The fifth element at the base of second pipe is sublime not supreme

There are as many such elements as on first pipe are placed
And on the forge of dream element they are based
Above the forge element they are spaced
And by mage their song is aced

Third pipe and forth and so on also exist
Their elements flow through sublime mist
Of so many pipes the organs consist
That even though amount of notes in pipe is eons long list

Compare to amount of pipes it almost does not exist
That is how many pipes are played through celestial mist
On organ that on symphony of magnificence insist
And with beauty and enchantment of notes will persist

More beautiful is its song
Then nightingales warble or sound of a gong
Nonlinearity is above the organs that play this song
And together with it they make sonnet that to divine will belong.


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