From the Jewelers Desk


In syllables and metaphors
all matching time again
I communicate a hidden message
to the healers of our men,

In the dark calm corners
of your sweet little mind
A child of the stars craves
intensive use of time,
So I choose a single stanza
to make the greatest claim
that you and all our creatures
all started as the same,
Energy and force
basic to advanced
simple atom, quantum physics
this is your sacred dance,
If sense was made easy
this wouldn't be a game
for you final realization
is the third stanza claim,

So thank you for your patience
now carry on your days
the answers lie inside yourself
the gateway through your maze.

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