I observe the footloose gypsy

effortlessly unfolding within while gaily

trekking through holy fields of

astute wisdom.

I bask in the intermittent, fleeting flashes of incandescence as the sky reveals the circular bright moon.

I have developed a kinesthetic awareness of my benignant breath; in return, it has expanded my apperceptive participation in living.


I am rooted in enigmatic richness.

I am precisely saturated in reality. 


Are we not all enchanters who are capable of reconstructing indurated hearts and indisposed minds into dearly eminent vision

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