Foundations I
LIFE RHYTHMS PULSE.
ITS HIDDEN GEOMETRY
ENGINEERING INTRICATE PLANS...
A GUIDING HAND
LIES DIVINE PLANS...
WE FLY INTO THE FACE OF
A PERFECT GOD...
Curl into bitter tears
And sink into earths cryptic sphere.
LIFE BEGINS ANEW PULSING IT'S
CYCLE...BUILDING IT'S FOUNDATIONS OF
GRAND GEOMETRY.
Copyright © Poet Tellaferro | Year Posted 2021
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