I catch timepieces
Enchanted through a sheer veneer
Moments of magic appear
A grand ballad I hear
Some from now
Others from ancient seers
All is relevant induced by
My obsession to mirror
What is fine in every corner
What is filtered through every portal
They want to reach me
This I know
I long to touch hold
As these messages unfold
This is pure gnosis
From the present to the days of old
I live to mend and I yearn for this
My mental knows what’s at hand
I am force fed and Spirit led
Mesmerizing melodies whirl in my head
Magical depiction of the cosmic forces speaking through us. Thank you.
Thank you ever so kindly, Kenne.
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