The LevelA Poem by itaiThey were balancing on long wooden stilts reaching to walk amongst the stars counting and naming every single one They were conversing with dreams juggling the planets and moons manipulating Time and turning Later to Soon These men had secrets that revealed themselves in the unfolding of life Compacted on discs and expanded in the mind Seeing beyond breadth width and height beyond the fourth and fifth dimension They saw colours that existed beyond black or white IRM © 2016 itai |
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Added on August 18, 2015 Last Updated on July 31, 2016 Author
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