Currents of gallant teal
forms to sky a shoreless sail
where no muses linger
Delicate realms
snowing crystal oasis above Earth
it's senses almost woken
comfortably exists between
timezone and dreams
that was predesignated
ahead of visions
anticipated
from stillness within stillness
The future gave birth to me as itself
the past buried me as itself
yet the present sentence of one
which dwells in neither
To vigorously rise
it's hefty wings
sweep the tremulous air
where dust and feathers scatter
in moonshades
To fall
itself as horizon of time
as lining of space
To spill
in architecture
of it's edgeless span
a slumbering void
Rumbles scattered and gathered
based on my own timeline on twitter
Finito 6.December.2012
~ Lyric Dreamer ~
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