Flowing Comments

Like a leaf flitting to and fro through the shifting air from up high to low - destined for new beginning – transforming – never the same – a moment grasped in hand from infinity to form shape in time to fill void with something collected from less into more

Like a bird filling air with wave after wave of specific sound from center of being – finding origin from source deep within – to capture, compress and release the invisible as audible – to allow listening ear to hear song of moment – as focused energy for limited time flowing as something from nothing – to fashion godly fate on wing from chords touched by tension of tone – tone that stimulates stomata under leaf – just as our universe fills space with pulsing waves of material essence born from nowhere seen or known – having source through ethereal chords of celestial being – stimulating matter to manifest as multidimensional reality through concentration of vibration
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