Madrason writer

(24-07-1967 / waalwijk netherlands)

Of transient beauty


I had a dream
that we would be
of transient beauty
working in nimbuses of steam
lucinda, luck and lucy, we
climbing out of Jesse's tree
finding out Gautama's gleam
Homo Androgynes are we
skip bi sexuality
jumping very naturally
beaming through
a place of grace
and of spirituality
I had a dream
that we would be
of transient beauty
and such be true
for all of you!

Submitted: Monday, June 17, 2013
Edited: Monday, July 29, 2013

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Madrason 16-06-2013

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