I’ve cut my soul into divine strips
To deliver me into my own bliss
It is selfish to crave altars
Whose bright shaking leaves spell Autumn
I am a flowing here like honey
My heart is liquid and melts
To the touch of beings, the sight
Of worlds, I am a bit of everything
The festive joy that resides
After bodies, experience, simulations
The game of roses is nearly done
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I am a flicker of a spirit
Drawn in incense and silence
Can you feel me there too?
And pour all that is left of me
Into golden midnight and moons
With the fragrance of nature’s delicacy
The vulnerability that never departs
And the safety of a trillion glittering forms
I am all of those and shine still on Earth
No matter the ruined paradise of cities
Old and wretched, and empires,
Keen to exploit the people, it’s always
Been the same, silver tunics, obedient daughters
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It’s easy to make a vision with the ones you love
But the truth is never what it appears to be
To unloose the beauty of your eyes
Is to find the rapture of nature once again
There is no equal of that among the Gods
That which most excites the mind is divine
Abstract, like the fuel of the centuries
Whose voice is sweet yet so impersonal.
Wuji Seshat 