Luminal Spectral Bubbles

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“Love waits not for granting of consent
from anybody, anything, any action or role. Love is not conjoined or disjointed. Love Itself is each role & every scent, creating both as meant. Love is  p u r e   A w A r e N e sS”. Poet 

CUDDLE OR HUDDLE
SHINY BUBBLES
RUBBLE OR FUDDEL
ON THE DOUBLE
Brahmin + Atman =  identical

                             scents p u r e
                              nose   i  t c h 
                                         
cosmic womb births only 
one of a kind, each divine
luminal spectral bubbles  
gathering density for descent
onto grandstands to dance own 
tune, exuding unique perfume 
 
sphere glitter glows satisfaction
effervescently as we take action  
cohere in resonant tandem fields
gallant jigsaw images yield gleam 
voicing unipolar identity kit 
interlocking consciousness bit by bit

symphonic with one another, souls 
move holosymatically without bother
patterns orchestrated by universal 
mind shimmer light or shadow kind
rooting translucent bubbles play 
wide or narrow, a plan for each 
within whole, stories told in roles

greater the effervescence sought
the more game reverts to pitch 
not to be ditched asunder as witch 
each uniquely stagely present 
every presence a coloured scent
caramel, cream, sour or sweet
all for experiential feat

love desires to know itself as part 
yet already knows complete drama 
orchestrating each harmonic art
penetrating all pieces with peace
threads a needle, pulls a string to 
bring each scent to fore adore
ItSelf as I, you, us ~  I  AM
a w a r e n e s s  remembered 

play own power role timely valiant 
fun bake entire cake, make salient 
a million pieces hovering hymns 
to run under Sun eclipsing Moon 
scent ascending higher fires tire  
reaching the power of zero 
consenting to sweat smell as hell
rose musk cinnamon or mint flint
jasmine rotting wood until every
and all with  A L L  understood 

effervescence brings quiet joy to Heart 
hence this is what each is to reach
choosing role before landing on sand
flickering either accordion, cello, drum
flute, guitar or xylophone to exude own
rare authentic scented stare or mood

anemone, bromeliad, carnation, daisy
symphonic percussion fragrances emit 
to serve Love’s own grants, smitten
                               
     1    one glitters in togetherness    O

          bees in concerto make lustrous 
                            h o n e y
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Veinn Avatar
August 28, 2025 at 7:57 PM
I am amazed at how you combine scent, music, and the cosmos in words. I feel that every 'scent' or role in this poem is like a reminder to appreciate yourself and your life experiences.
Daniels Avatar
August 28, 2025 at 9:03 PM
Absolutely! THANKYOU for seeing this. Beautiful scents your way, Voxcynaa.x.
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