If you entangle your insight, through the spectrum of geometry;
You shall discover thy energy, with an unparalleled symmetry;
The symmetry that dissolves, in the prism of the heavenly dawn;
The contradiction of uncertainty, the immortal had once drawn.
If you envisage the bluish sky, or the benevolent Earth you stand upon;
You shall discover His geometry in the shadows of the dawn;
The prism where dissolves, the glistening kindness of thy heart;
An insight of His energy, as an ellipsoid on mother Earth.
An ellipsoid of benevolence, refracting the glimpse of galactic birth;
Sprinkling it's radiance, upon the heavens, on mother Earth;
The radiance comprehending, the symmetric anatomy of creation;
Yet unusual, asymmetric, the universal geometric glorification.
I am the supreme, the enigmatic ellipsoid of the beginning;
Yet I'm the humblest, ignorant of everyone, everything;
I am the immortal, configuring the symmetry of thy heart;
Yet I'm benevolent, unfolding a petal on mother Earth.
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