The divine touch
Its like an angel fingertip blessed
your forehead.
To clear the cataracts in the third eye
To allow divine photons to grace its retina
And see the magic of dimension of
thought in HD
In the most unexpected moments
Within jungles of jumbled up
existence
Sneaking up on like a purse snatcher
Ready to pronounce and snatch your
thoughts on the current time frame
When the clouds of celestial plane
gather
Unforeseen
And sparks build up to intense level
To jolt you with the most raw bolt
of lightning called inspiration.
That's when the artist drifts into a
frenzy of crazy heart racing moment
of insanity
When that spark brews into a storm
of awe inspiring thought form from
forces unseen
Then the shards of random glass
conflate
And a collage of wizardly is born
In the end those who are in the loop
can sit back and stare in shock of
artistic perfection.
Its like an angel fingertip blessed
your forehead.
To clear the cataracts in the third eye
To allow divine photons to grace its retina
And see the magic of dimension of
thought in HD
In the most unexpected moments
Within jungles of jumbled up
existence
Sneaking up on like a purse snatcher
Ready to pronounce and snatch your
thoughts on the current time frame
When the clouds of celestial plane
gather
Unforeseen
And sparks build up to intense level
To jolt you with the most raw bolt
of lightning called inspiration.
That's when the artist drifts into a
frenzy of crazy heart racing moment
of insanity
When that spark brews into a storm
of awe inspiring thought form from
forces unseen
Then the shards of random glass
conflate
And a collage of wizardly is born
In the end those who are in the loop
can sit back and stare in shock of
artistic perfection.
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