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Angel's Dreamscape W/Music
We've got to get back to the garden....
Ask Atlas what is it like to hold that weight
Thin light cast upon the weightless copper rust
Languidly drifting thru black cosmos
Humble Hubble eye
across brillant green nebula
percieve galactic treasure
death became stars reaching eye
What a thought to hold quietly
That which already happened
has yet to be seen thru the great wide
Silent mindspace
Infintiy dimensions
Stars
Sacred geometry and the like
Dream technicolor dream
Celestial beings
Rest your tired head
When your ready to be free
Got lost Mr Jones in your words & presentation
The heart of the Cosmos is enormous
It loves countless creatures & things
stunning wonders beyond my imagination
That's what your striking wordweave brings
For long I've been waiting for the space-trip
But somehow with greasy twister lose grip
©bishu
Thank you Respected Bishu
For the wonderful poetic comment. :)
Hmm
Looks like a sonogram.
I agree
It does kind of. Hard to imagine it was captured in space.