I stand diversity aware beyond the color scheme of panda bears
and plan to pair my findings with a fully loaded spectrum
Once addressed I’m sure the faded soul can qualify complexion
and satisfy connection where the painted eyes are destined
I’ll follow autumn’s yawning casting shadows on my arbors
Words like falling leaves abound but only caught by authors
A solem phrase in moonlight floating silently on water
Eclipsed in centered space, adrift on lillypads that wander
Replenish energy reserves by laying still and motionless
Have angels on perimeter, patronum to my openness
I’m to the moon & over, cows follow my trajectory
expectedly I question if the universe selected me
I speak in morse code tapped in tides and white spray
Use lunar cycles guiding me through night to find day
I’ll intervene divinely turn square worlds spherical
wave to you through ocean currents interpreting a miracle
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