Essence of Wonder
The nest of rods of light grows through celestial abyss
Their love can only be compared to love of mother giving a child her kiss
They are theory of everything they are bliss
Grown to the heavens from primordial sup that they do reminisce
Final is the essence of the soul
And contradiction of this statement makes it grow beyond control
Beyond divine is the soul
It is not judged and inspires all and whole
The orb of light
In that spirit is delight
Like falcon in flight
Depth and immortality of that spirit makes the celestial mist shine bright
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