Truths from the depths defy my taste.
Esoteric kitsch
in the pineal, explodes.
Divine humor
Anchor the folly
Eyes of I
Stretching out to infinity
Fierce is the gaze
Freezing supreme
Underneath the North pole
The current burns harmonies
In the pathway of flesh and bones
Vesica piscis, severe
On a rigorous ruler
Holds a silky line
The wide halo
Circling rows of children
Weaving the deep blue pigment
From the atoms of life
Does it judge?
Does it see the flaws and the treachery?
Love seeds
A blue pearl
Floating by surprise
Shatters the symmetry
Feigned the silver sun
Down the walls of my hometown
Another eye of secrecy
Fires a radiation
Warning, calling
Alien grace, where is the line
Between heaven and the earth?
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