In the Hollow of Time
In the hollow of time Lightnig strikes the morphogenic grid A new day is comming When you are what you think you are When you think it A wide awakening Knowing who created the smile on your face And the pain in your backside ? Are one and the same So let the synapses spark fires in your brain Illuminating the moment In this cosmic space and time Who knows what gods may come And go away again
Copyright © Michael Ainsley | Year Posted 2013
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