The flower of life
Satin purple, sunny yellow, blood red sane,
sky bright blue, overflowing moonlight stain.
Sensuous dew drenched foliage,
geometric fields of repeating dosage.
Harmony and proportion in perfect form,
sacred pattern of space and time as norm.
Universal law of interconnectedness,
visual and scented life beings reflect ness.
Secret symbols far back to Osiris,
healing frequencies applied with Jairus.
Serenely lingering like bath of peddle flow,
quivering tangerine pursed lips in blow.
Coordinated death blades in slide curled,
tapestry fountain exited amorous world.
Answers in vortex of our senses paralyze,
moments in gaze towards paradise.
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https://robertrittel.blogspot.com Living virtualistic through myself. The road I wanted to follow choose me and I can see the cosmos to know itself. I remember only moments where my actions manifested the belief of my passion, choosing my next universe through what I have learned in this one. My fears got lost in dreams, sensing what needed to be done with no thinking. I believe in fairy tales, especially with dragons and how to tame them. I do not need any strange faith to worship that celestial brilliance. Dismissing everything what insults my soul and faithful in those small things, because it is in them where our strength is.
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