“Our Beginning”
I’ve found the drop in my grasp within means of expanded horizons.
Wondering all day, more than absence keeps me at bay.
Gears, wheels, and standpoints become turns upon a channeled moment.
A lost cure burns inside the frame of mind like bubbles over pops.
Something in the path we don’t control may lure in reflections from time.
My eye within its layers portrays to us the language for me and you.
Elements include- elements from elements, elements for elements, etc.
Our potential depends on so many factors along the lines of change and designs.
Heat is made up of smaller degrees for the stimulating pressure.
Hours, or minutes, or even seconds vary on touch by exchanged slopes.
Nature continues the differences and similarities.
Your face moves the spiritual light upon my look of outward glances.
Doesn’t your heart beat where the body ends, or where the body starts?
These births we’ve experienced consume our alternative forms of momentum.
People meet the surface, people meet the depth, and people meet beyond.
So, the vacuum is filled with the necessary noise and confusion in bounds.
Vocabulary softens the blow and hardens the vanishing point in grasp.
Maybe our cycle of emotions withholds the aggression from us real soon.
Cradles are only ruling us over along the powers of expression around us.
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