take the me in the shower of adoration,
for the hidden rainbow of perfection lingers
on the mount Zion of infinitum
gladness wait the timeless moment, the
ideal dream of every passing soul, where
the loudest trumpet of hope brings the deal
of what gift of tomorrow reveals
take all that makes the best for an excellent
journey the clouds wait the lightning to settle
in the speechless voice of joy, beneath the
alluring heart of respect and understanding,
where I stand void in the arm of vacuum
reality behind
come now the soaring flesh into the distance
of replenishing adoration and let the strongest
strength hold on to the sky of enlightenment,
the paddle of every force reaches
ride on the wings of the flight, the beginning
echo in a distance place.....
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