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Golden Harmonies of Existence

Grace falling in essence of pure gold from the sky
Place the lightning bright vision from the centre of my third eye 
Embrace the old derision as the armies can only try
The lace of division lights up the angels in the sky 

Benevolent notions of noble discourse 
Contaminant potions of magical recourse 
Elaborate motions from an eccentric man filled with remorse 
The revelational devotions at the mention of a fourth horse

Beautiful insight as man falls to his knees 
A nightbirds song on the evening breeze 
A childlike inclination to please 
A conversationalist that talks about only what she sees 

Trees bending in the wind at night 
Threes ending in a superstitious delight
Please sending a delicious moment of respite 
Tease lending a moment of clear and accurate insight 

Collarbones of contrite clones calling out for individuality 
Awkward tones of garden gnomes bereft of all formalities 
A socialite moans, a traveller roams and risks further calamity 
The sacred stones on temporary loans of spiritual solidarity

A heart like once in a lifetime type love 
To start the clouds reaching out through a white glove 
A dove flying over the graves from above 
The part where it’s gets to as push comes to shove 

A glistening raindrop on the edge of a leaf
The listening pain stops as he finds some relief 
The quickening famed loss of a man consumed by grief 
The mercurial gloss of a clandestine thief 

Wondering why he asked permission to fly 
Pondering eyes that peruse the night sky 
Meandering sighs as he contemplates telling a lie 
Temperature highs as the oceans certainly do rise 

Consultations of curious beauty and. Intrigue 
Instigations pf spurious notions for free
A man undertaking his Sunday devotions with glee
A reason for the blind to eventually see

Culminations of years of intricate research 
Intimations of fears not to ever besmirch 
Visitations of tears as you never leave your friend in the lurch 
Inclinations draw near at the top of an old church 

Inspiration forming at the sound of your voice 
Imitations and warnings as you make a wise choice 
Limitations of callings that require one’s mood to hoist 
Reading the Odyssey by Master James Joyce 
Pulling up with the oddity of a seventies Rolls Royce

Fragrant perfume of a French entertainer
Vagrants consume as he tries to constantly tame her
Frank Sinatra starts to croon as literally no one could blame her
Salient moons rise above this disclaimer

Copywrite Elizabeth Moroz 2023
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