If it wasnt for poetry
rising from deep down under
we feel bliss in our bones
gushing in our veins
divine magnetism
renewing rapture
of joy ineffable
so we exult
song of our heart
effervescence of soul
in a rhythm reverberating
mellifluous music of the spheres
throbbing thus at our very core
entwining us with existence
dissolving space and time
cajoling us to articulate
how ripples in the void
manifests within form
soul’s innate lustre
across all octaves
of agape love
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2023
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