as a witness to this earth
a hidden light of blue, white and green shines in your sweet eyes
the life it preciously holds in tender hands
a precious light of life in your eyes
such beauty, such majesty
a round sacred pearl of blue, green and white spinning in a vast expanse of nothing
circling a life giving sun
along an ancient path
a perfect circle…
evolving, unfolding through endless epochs
transforming itself
a metamorphism into perfectly balanced gardens of life
a dance of preciously rare life in a vast cosmos of nothing but emptiness
embracing destruction and creation in an ancient ritual of creativity
light of life and darkness of death intertwined in a cosmic dance of conscious endeavor
…and here we stand…humanity….finally conscious of itself pondering the face painted on the moon, the distance of the stars and the infinity that stretches forever behind
who are we…
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