PureInsight | August 29, 2005
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Beckoned towards wondrous firmaments,
cradled by the unseen,
hearts unveiled beyond clouded skies.
No walls or darkest tides,
only mountains climbing immeasurable heights.
A vision mended,
fathomable to boundless eyes.
My child,
with your horizons unfolding,
draw every world closer,
wider under luminous skies.