Nocturnal Celeste - Poem by Sergio Mystique
When colorful hues turn the hour of the day, all
disembodiments rise untwined from the mind,
you are free.
From seated stars, silent along the peaceful night stream
- with harmonious individuality i experienced
rich full distant meaning, inside a car of friends, alone;
psi powers river through my blood, my world..
I no longer experienced the stars above me
The rotating constellation mingled with my consciousness
And created the purest white substance of love and
Where the earth was put to a pause, and all knowledge
cracked my skull in silence..
Never was the guidance of the dead more fruitful
and known in my body.
Topic(s) of this poem: eternity
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