Celestial Inclination Poem by Anthony Edmond John

Lets relax in meditation as we listen to feel the aura of those unseen vibrations.. Elementary celestial inclinations.. This ink shall never dry, this quail shall never age, this page shall never rot.. For it shall herald the glory of three generations.. Our solemn reconciliation.. The heat within her heat was a spectrum of light which could never be hid under no bushel.. Embellishing every of our days as we sail upon this ocean called love.. To love, to cherish and to devote, selah. The Sage