Dilated Pineal Glands
Life's an adventure
When one's mind
Always ventures
Until they find
The bliss that
We all seem to miss
Yet, it has never
Always been like this
In the days of Lemuria
& Atlantis
When the magus
Resembled a mantis
Greek for prophet,
Or seer
Don't believe
The end is near
Always listen to
What your heart feels
& never what you hear
Since, that'll only induce fear
It's raining angel tears
From the clouds who
Rumble quite loud
Lightning shoots up
Into the darkness
Of the floating abyss
Yet, the sun remains
Above it all,
So, learn to fall;
Yearn to arise
So high,
You reach past the sky
As time passes by
& surpasses my need for glasses
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