Touch me wonderful wonder!
There is beauty in the vibrant form
The lightning and the thunder!
There is beauty in the vibrant form
The muscular Anieva!
There is beauty in the vibrant form
Euphonic anesthesia!
There is beauty in the vibrant form


The word of god is cyclical
As god is earth's created word
But human brain refrained
We give no praise to the devisor
The rhyme - a boundless band of time
restricted in its frail design
Constructed with the soul of mind. A render from the wiser

Touch me wonderful wonder!
There is beauty in the vibrant form
The lightning and the thunder!
There is beauty in the vibrant form
The muscular Anieva!
There is beauty in the vibrant form
Euphonic anesthesia!
There is beauty in the vibrant form


The rhythm in the blood is loose
The pump-thud of biotic juice
That navigates our every move and dances us to death
And melody the arching scale
The tender string that sings the nail
Our fundamental force prevails
To sing with dying breath


Touch me wonderful wonder!
There is beauty in the vibrant form
The lightning and the thunder!
There is beauty in the vibrant form
The muscular Anieva!
There is beauty in the vibrant form
Euphonic anesthesia!
There is beauty in the vibrant form

God is but a song embracing god
Song is but a god embracing song
All the pretty strings we play
we form to play that way (I pray)
God is but a song embracing god embodied in a song!
It is you who carries it out!

Many compliments!