Inspiration hanging on the cloud's journey .
Waves rolling toward a final destination.
whimsical wind blowing reason astray .
Spirit lost on the tormented shores of life.
Sublime landscape whose dream
lift the veil of mystery...
Time conjugated in a unique multiplicity
space turning into a geometry contained
in the universal hologram formula .
dancing quasars spinning like celestial derviches .
And there comes the moment of the greatest silence
where nothing is and everything born in the inlay,
enlightenment of a dimensional number.
Mathematical fields combination .
Key to all possible chances.
Name in the invocation .
In the perfect of mantra,
the breath of prayer
beyond even silence .
Here I am .
Faced the quantum intelligence.
All the gods bow down .
I open my eyes .
Back from this trip into a moment of infinity.
Not a cloud in the sky .
The ocean is calm .
I shared the end of a distant star
whose radiance gave me a final message ...
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Author:
lorenz (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
Deeper than the ocean mentioned, more vast than the skies, this poem has so much meaning and it returns on itself as you mention the waves and their journey in the begining and return to the calm ocean at the end. Journey completed.
Inspired by the beautiful "moola mantra ''chant .
A journey beyond the familiar, a dive into the mystery, to the very core of being. 💫ðŸŒ
Finding the mystery in the familiar .
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