Utopia
The conspicuously hyaline blue sky opens,
Exhibiting plushy clouds that bend with the wind!
The bluest sky is infinitely high and crystal clear,
Juxtaposed by what appears to be an orb of beauty.
The starkness of it all displays tranquility:
The equanimity that transcends time and space,
A presence of light that is incomparable!
It would seem maleficent and blinding at first,
Yet it soothes the eyes that exhibit the soul.
No blitz! No speck of darkness shall ever conquer!
No power of gloom shall overthrow or topple it down!
For it possesses the purest of love, ardor and beauty!
Invincible, adamant, unbending and breathtaking,
It soars above, endless, unscathed, and eminent
Like celestial bodies and galaxies undisturbed.
This sight, this feeling, comes but only once,
In a time unknown, unfathomable, but realized.
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