So gently she whispers...
Like a chant so needs a content....
Like a saint so needs a void , For his constellation...
Like a peacock so needs an atmosphere....
Like in my dreams when she holds a flower... So lucid... So a myth....
She has a garden of devas.. Where she floats , like i am levitating..
Where she titivates , like i am rusting... Without you...
I waited so long for this oblivion...
Just look at the sky closing your eyes , my dreams alliances those are...
Host for a star conference...
You know the paradise alignment...
You know the pace of faith....
You know the ecstasy in purple....
You made the linguistic lifeforms....
So slowly she releases the peace...
Like a steam that emerges into a mist...
Like a vision that culminates blink of eyes...
Stranded in a temple is me...
Chimes announces her presence.....
Her reflections guiding the sun... Foolish beam dances in pride , deranged rays makes liquid geometries...
& i just stared this... from the entrance...
In a parallel perimeter for the third time i sensed her dominions.....
Disguising in the bird dress gyrates she & drops a feather... So lucid.. So a myth...
aroma advanced my cult...
aroma wandered in a search...
Aroma draws her eyelashes....
Distortion in this carbonic world or maybe an unusual trap....
The feather fell inside the shrine....
& i just stared this.... from the entrance...
In a chromatic perimeter for the second time i sensed her dominions...
Secret in a shadow clutches conscious...
Packed in a ceramic sculpture pertaining a single dimension....
Fahrenheit Like a monkey hopping on to next level...
Aimless odyssey... Anti anti... Or a lovescape...
Lost in terrain , smiled at a crimson tulip...
When plucked.. It evolved into a bee...
It aviated & made the sky crimson on a golden sun....
Her translation allows information into the sky of a rediscovered age...
An experience legitimates the dream... So lucid... So a myth
the most innocent is our nature because the most innocent is our nature...
I raised my hands & the terrain rejuvenated... into the eden...
A peafowl blessed me with a leaf...
The pace of faith added more progression....
The branches aligned & what i saw was the leaf architecture...
So many paths schismed to a destination..
Absorbing life ... Grooms tears so melancholic...
Companion of the benevolent culture....
In a love wardrobe.... Is leaf architecture...
Origin of our supposedly familiar legacy... An escapescape....
In a destined parameter for the first time i sensed her dominions... That was a clue...
I rushed... kissed another tulip & it evolved into the feather...
& the next moment I was inside the shrine...
Disguising in the bird dress gyrates she... at the entrance...
She Smiled at cluster of swollen dafodills blushing on a stone... Approached & blessed them with affection..
She closed her eyes & with an airstream she disappeared... So comfortably like a steam that emerges into mist..
Rediscovered a midway through her that ends & brings us more closer...
Makes us more intelligent
overpowered sounds of those chimes i stared blindly...
She just disappeared...
& i stared the entrance....
