The world, where the mind is brightest
The space, where the voice is perceived sound
The land, when the colourful is valued
The paradise, when the sun is warmest
No shade in the colorful of divergence
No edging under the luminous of brainpower
No break within the deviation of heart
No blur in the amazing of scrutiny
There is a run on the boundless stripe
There is a rhyme for the wind
There is a ray for the way
There is a space for the sovereignty
Within the secrets rain
On the touch of grass
The shout of noon
The silent of moon
I would keep on within limitless time
Wow! Uwie, You have put so much work into this. It is wonderful to read about your emerging thinking and how brave to share it in this way. I can learn a lot from you!
Paula