Flagrant screams of sarcastic light,
Heaven is but the shortest flight,
Indicative of the surround,
There is no taste, smell or sound,
Simply the stare that can not be broken,
A million words yet none are spoken,
To this the world dances,
No look, no feel,
No sight,
Surreal.
The flight begins with breath of motion,
Lifeless crowd yet endless commotion,
Are they opening the gates today,
Rest assured, the night can say,
Clouds of magenta, a mystic rue,
I can see them all, me, life and you,
To this the world bows,
No sight, surreal,
No look,
Yet feel.
Sun arise, silent laughter,
Waiting ends, but still after,
Gates open a flood, brood of entry,
Pleasant smile, that of a sentry,
All come, all in,
No leave, free of sin
To this the world cannot act,
Transition is now beyond the fact,
Sense no longer matters,
Emotion no longer shatters,
A real smile, truer than a man,
Only in this amazing place, that you can.
Heavens gates will always be open.
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2009-08-28 10:12:24] (Date/Time posted on
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