The Angelic Whispers Of The Amethyst (COTS)

Glimpsed into the universal’s heart    
Rainfalls of an Angel’s tears hear your life’s beautiful art    
The galaxy, the moon, the arch of the celestial’s rainbow, the big bang theory of its start    
In asking to learn, always your pleasure    
A Pandora box once opened awaits a stash of honeyed treasures    
In the tenderest vain of a good measure    
Let it be your soul’s guide to blanket the frost-bitten genteel warmth soft as a feather    
A whisper to the stratosphere as I proudly stand strong    
A celestial kiss to a handsome earthling, as mortal unscrupulous’ minds turn to stone    
    
In one hand the olive branch to extend in life    
In the other, the sword of truth to slay strife    
Silence is the company of being alone    
What now propels a mental song    
Elevated whimsical lyrics in the sky the tastes of a bitter tongue    
Tattered Angel, as I once so eloquently said    
Heaven, earth, the galaxy, the stars, the sun, and the moon has always been my planetary bed.    
Infusing the healing properties of intellect, body, and soul  
My nimbus from a faraway land I share as I once Heavenly patrolled    
 
So many ears the cerebral must atone    
In the shadow of evilness, voices still sing the same empty songs    
Men, women, characteristics of deceit I see in hues of sick wicked bones    
A disordered soul only brings chaos if not contained    
Silhouette after silhouette in mental illusions will come in the heathen’s name bringing the tormenting and blinding rains    
In the equation of lucidity to fall unto the pit of society origin of its deceit becomes unfit, tongue tied clinical insane  
Cult indoctrinated, brainwashed from the calling of your own name  
Who art thy to bargain for when one sells the soul to find comfort and get twisted in his own hellish game    
 
Quiet the vibrations of your senses as you meditate, tapping into your third eye to discern  
The gift of that Crown Chakra from what the mind absorbs after you learn  
Malevolent to society always have many teeth    
To bite the warmth of compassionate of guardians guiding in the illuminating light of night    
Unto the dine of spirituality will always shelter the arrival of the universal’s plight  
 
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