The universe drops rain to communicate with the terrestrial inhabitants.
Using a multidimensional language to enlighten us about the nature
surrounding our inheritance...
Wash your hands in the rising falls at the end of the Earth.
While we await the tremendous rise and fall of the scales of our worth.
Sharpen your scythes for the jungles of human nature are dense.
Close your eyes and allow your mind to see beyond what makes sense.
Watch as proud ghosts emerge from the saddened mist.
Whispering wisping wishes originally written as hieroglyphs.
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Kale Sinclair
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Superb! Great use of rhyme and alliteration. Loved the lines “Using a multidimensional language to enlighten us about the nature surrounding our inheritance...”