Izzy Gumbo Poet I do not know?

Theory of !Llumination. Part 3

Octaves, not slaves is the way it went.
220s, 440s and then in the vent,
880 was heard and the light was bent.
They left a CC on the note you just spent.

155, we are still alive in the day and the light,
we made it quite right. To be heard.
Gave IT, to a group we love to call our nerds.
They built a machine on quarters and thirds.
But forgot the heart and the song for the birds.

You used a plan that was left long ago.
With secrets incomplete so the boat didn't go.
How long has it been? mon ami , dos amigo?
We're invited to the Pen, the Dragon said so.

You used a plan that was left long ago.
With secrets incomplete so the boat didn't go.
And so a wake, is the way we'll know.
Setting it write, so it's right at the light.
My hand our pen and a sound.called Knight.

The AND on the compass switched a hand
and it knew... a little loop in the thread
should see us through. Little sew in the
seeds under skies of blue. Time to fix
the seas with a knowledge renewed.
Time to buzz with the bees,
hear our echoing Trees, now gone.
But their song...
I can hear in the air as it sings along.hear
A sound there. Love allowed.
Be Aware.



... to be.  has always. continued.

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