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PHYLLOTAXIS
Immerse yourself
The sunlight guides
Disperse of self
The sun defines
The divination
Earth's viceroy
Sequent questions
It was all to cloy
Life is nothing but a straw to choose from
Heard it wrong
The answer's call
Introspective speculation to reveal
Through the glass windows of an empty home
You are among
The particles
Glittering with sedentary zeal
Is it beautiful, the seed inside
The flower of life?
Is it wonderful, how we are ants
And they are stars?
Behold the prism
Cataclysm
Breath of crimson
Death of wisdom
In the freedom of choice
There are many hidden paths
Outside the framework
Must be a miracle
To grasp the afterthought
Before it was spun
To idolize a child's first word
Before it's been sung
To take the hand of God
In the arms of the Devil
To proofread the pages
Before the book had begun
Find your only axis
Begin phyllotaxis
Indulge in others
Love your mother
Feed the curious
Calm the furious
Befriend the embeds
See the manifest
Published 24th Sep 2016
| Edited 17th Oct 2016
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