Poems from Creator
I see the Sky clasp cymbals of the Sun,
I see the Sky clasp tambourine of the Moon,
The heads of the Stars, as states and nations ...
When you fall
When you take long in the cycle
Remember seeds do too
Deep in the dirt, drenched and dosed with heat
Remember clay crumbles...
When it is only you
Like two halves of the day,
your perfection will be
Twice a perfect circle in degree
Within diurnal lights of the...
Today I decided to bring the maker into everything
He was the one who installed me in everything
how can I keep him from anything
it's...
I saw everything psychedelic placed
Nothing functions out of place
Kings chosen are already know
And born as they should
Nothing will...