Majestically
it
spins.
Eons
in place.
One of
countless.
Silently
reflecting,
glistening
in the
void.
Dance
of the
worlds
graceful silence,
choreography
of the
cosmos.
All spinning,
dancing to
creations
music.
Immense
it all be.
Yet,
finding
comfort
in the
bosom
of
Gaia.
JG Collins
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LP45 says: NICE! Very tight imagery. Thank you for sharing this and welcome to the vibe. |
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