Equilibrium

A balance of perfection exquisite the innocent equilibrium of a newborns open eyes The separation between a door the life they always knew the life they knew before soul sound that always echoes yet still treads upon the earth a beauty so created in the hands of evermore The miracle seeks escape prays but the flesh is always weak stifled by the cells who’s rhythm beats in constancy even though the promise is forever guaranteed still paradise a burden to what they cannot see everything a caricature of who they cannot be The separation of a door the life between nothing more their sound soul always echoes stretching resonant to the heavens with a miracles intention but paradise a burden of who they refuse to be they cannot see And in their living they see no freedom just a struggle as it breathes a clamour of their attention suckled to electric teats a spectres darkest shadow walks among them collecting printed paper honeyed leaves of life means only anything it only ends in the death of nothing no living remaining was ever meant to be The separation never was before the life between for-evermore lays scattered in their diamonds upon eternals floor each one stands apart and never sees the same never sees their unity or shares one single name And the darkest eye is smiling for the miracle they refuse to see you stand between a door from soul sound to a footprint on the earth a spirits glistening droplet of eternity and only for a time will the beauty of your eyes rest upon this paradise So many individuals so perfectly designed so many individuals their purposes so inclined to pluck the chord of celebration for the miracle of life a balance of perfection exquisite in the innocence the equilibrium of a newborns open eyes