Divine Communication
An ethereal journey through the senses, reaching beyond the mortal plane.
Blinding light descends from the heavens, pure and infinite,
A cosmic hum pulses through the void, ancient and deep,
Energy brushes my skin, warm as the touch of creation,
A drop of ambrosia, sweet as the stars themselves,
The air carries the scent of galaxies, vast and eternal.
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Beautiful writing