Outside
This poem comes from the outside.
A place where all art flows.
Below your feet from someplace
that everybody goes.
A ride to some that follow.
A place for those who care.
A heartbeat from the planet
and love for those who dare.
This galaxy that dances.
A doe See doe of life.
For those who would not follow,
a bearing made of strife.
A synchrony of watches.
A time-piece for a heart.
A melody if practiced.
The rules come out of art.
For some will say a cradle
that rocks you to an age.
While some would say a prison
to keep you in a cage.
The truth that we're apart of.
A pendulum of faith.
Where waiting is abound with
creation and his wraith.
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