Words with Rhythm 
Muses Epistles and Revelation
Words with Rhythm
Too many thoughts
When crucial seeming ethereal
Always the dreamer
Ever the dreamed
Focused clarity resolving
Like lens tucked tight
Aerial artists backwards falling
To weighted hand scrawling
Words with rhythm
Songs without sounds
Performers presenting personal politics
Master and servant both
Muse giving rise to majesty
Form to savant’s chosen tool
We the creator create
Crafting rarities and unique insights
Hearers hushed hunched in hallways
Catching glimmers of mystery
In madness’ darkening depths
Risen and set upon suns shine
Homeland heartening to origins source
Crystal clear golden glass cities four squared
Radiance brilliant beyond recollection
Life’s Tree centered with waters forking neath’
Visions of ancient ascendants treading well worn path
We traverse space time learning through ages
Walking, crawling, ever forward and Falling
Till last we are gathered home
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