Universal Knowledge
I am a plant
With the good and green ambition
To live like art in a museum
Untouched, out of adoration
I am the moon
With my depth and my light
Listen to my siren song
The call of velvet insight
I am birthday cake
When the wax cries
Sun-flash of the camera
Looks at me with wide eyes
I see the galaxies in the mirror
Every morning I volunteer her
To be the plant, the moon, the birthday cake
I am she, I am awake
I can not live without this knowledge
that I contain all things
and I am the universe.
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