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High Flying The balloon burst from the grasp of terra firma's mortal tether. Thus ascended to the heights of highs forever. Spirited full of heaven's air on wafted breath compelled to soar. Flowing effortlessly along the winds highways. Aloft, the extensible inflated bubbled shroud mothered of earth and water, was impelled into the vastness of air and fire…Climbing, surpassing the clouds, reaching higher and higher. The only noise being the overwhelming stillness of silence. Incited to remember, experience and know the connection to the radiant sun, and it's sustaining ennobling power. The bond to the stars ablaze, the love of the moon and planets, waltzing in perfect accord. All is one in creations triumph. In touching ever so lightly the sky, it's confirming the crossing. In a star gazer's pursuit, one's questing to percieve the truth. |
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