For when life in the moment of a speck, is heavenly
That, is the ethereal moving within the human entity.
And when life is bad, time breaks down into eternity,
In slow motion through the layers, are our souls flying.
The fight and flight of our convictions ease and erase,
All the surreal moments of ugliness and pity in names.
And contrast with momentous bursts of absolute clarity,
The tempered surges of powerful intermittent insecurity,
The sages of the ages said, from fire is born capacity,
Only ascension into space, helps visionaries give birth-
For only the fuel of earthly fires does make realities raw-
As everything changes, within, around and above the earth,
A relentless evidence which leaves most of humankind in awe.
J.Bibi
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