Painting Stars, My Face On Mars

The day Galileo reaches the stars I will have transcended into the face of mars that your astonished is flattering its just an expression of my many its the same face I make every day open my mouth wide and scream in silent vain no one hears me I am unnoticed I close my petals as the lovely lotus I hold my breathe, I chose my moments I disappear like a dying rodent only to blossom, in pure distinction then fade back into wishful thinking I am no more worshiped as our forgotten sun so I leave this creation to the shining ones I void my purpose to unchain my soul I am fulfilled, more as I roam I have seen the planets near and far I have seen the newborn and dying star I have seen the black hole churn sands of time into new matter, through center, shine into the same matter, which bleeds through me you may find me painting my new galaxy don't lose hope, my unknown friend this power, universal... if you don't limit it
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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