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Marina Jansen Poem
Wonders of Embodiment
Your unique windows process the small pixels in the language of infinite
Flying through the inner portals to that great processor
Sparks, faster than science can pick up its pencil at
Join in an erudite symphony that swells within
Harmonizing with reality
Let it rise, let it fall
But never halt its subconscious manner cease to function
Ominous supplier in which all things living are forever brought to exist
A shared piece of intimate predestined knowledge
The one thing all learn
From never being taught
Four seasons all exist in the possibilities of our contact
These diverse crayons color the inside paths of vessels with its multiplicity of shades
Offering road maps, cones, signs
Often leading us towards Nirvana, or its opposite twin
Another language in its entirety
Such meaning tied to its reverberations, those impressions it leaves
A gateway to the realness
Everpresently embracing us all
Copyright © Marina Jansen | Year Posted 2019
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Details |
Marina Jansen Poem
Your unique windows process the small pixels in the language of infinite
Flying through the inner portals to that great processor
Sparks, faster than science can pick up its pencil at
Join in an erudite symphony that swells within
Harmonizing with reality
Let it rise, let it fall
But never halt its subconscious manner cease to function
Ominous supplier in which all things living are forever brought to exist
A shared piece of intimate predestined knowledge
The one thing all learn
From never being taught
Four seasons all exist in the possibilities of our contact
These diverse crayons color the inside paths of vessels with multiplicity of shades
Offering roadmaps, cones, signs
Often leading us towards Nirvana, or its opposite twin
Another language in its entirety
Such meaning tied to its reverberations, those impressions it leaves
A gateway to the realness
Everpresently embracing us all
Copyright © Marina Jansen | Year Posted 2020
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