Taking notice of heartbeats hitting chords of an inner
piano, playing many rhythms normal or irregular.
Taking off into waves of another dimension, living
wholly in the beauty of another land.
Promises flowing unendingly, wading through waters of
Siloe and taking place among the chosen ones, brought
into the eternity of after-life before it's time has
come.
A wonderful honor to be fulfilled from the inside out,
never letting spirits down, walking into many sunsets,
leading into other dimensions.
Through writing of it, a mind following willingly, and
adjusting to the new demands it finds there, allowing
no faltering of hopes or dreams.
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