Sparkles and Glims

High and mighty I prowl.

Raining down on me is a legendary whim.

I am on to the stagnant lifestyle,

watching it like a hawk.

There is no place like enamored.

Home is where your heart is.

My pristine heart;

Sparkles and is surrounded by glims.


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Patriciajj's comment led me

Patriciajj's comment led me to this magnificent poem, but leaves me with nothing to say, because she has so succinctly summarized its effect.  But, unable to improve upon her comment, I will gladly add my applause for this beautiful poem.

Enjoy effulgent days, and exquisite nights,

unto the exultations of Heaven.


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I read this twice because of

I read this twice because of its intricacy and power. From your summit of vast perspective and profound insight, you turned your (And our!) "stagnant lifestyle" into a magnificent, precious gift. Your "pristine heart" gives us a latern of beauty to marvel at, to live by. 


Truly inspired art.