Picture
of my soul see resonating tuning sound
Elixir of
electrons levitating me on high ground
Reality
is now beyond time in heavy metal zone
To feel
no barrier, to become one, is prayer tone
The
material is the ethereal existing only for the acoustic
Nature’s
secret world open when I am musically autonetic
Shift
into high from Nature’s metallic narcotic
This
travel without time but I see the clock has moved automatic
I see
these hands from smooth to wrinkle
I see the
stars and notice their time twinkle
Information
in the high plain that there’s always pain
Nothing
free but this journey on high permits me disdain
I stand
on shoulders, on high in my mind
Fingers
that dance still where time can’t be unkind
Reality
my relation and ally as Dime delivers, known as One
That time
when Apollo and King David came to visit as One
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