but force your way into its secrets
for it and knowledge
can raise men to the divine."
music
sits under my eyelids
basks 'cross the windowsill
warm
stretching round the notes
of a yesterday already gone
melodies glance off windowpanes
filling the air
colors
soar through drizzling rain
lighting the skies
with vigor.
A vitality
throbs
a pulse
disposition perhaps?
sweeping
falling
so sweet it hurts
up
down
time counts the pendulum
from the pole of the universe
the sky darkens
but the vivid cannot
indefinitely live in shadow
all will be victorious
when time decides
inevitable, that
all-encompassing joy
yearning hearts collide
in that wonderful wash of sound.
I guarantee
your life is beautiful
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