Oh how I rode on the elevated plane that soared on up above through out to an all new height.
Open and clear I am forever in a state of wisdom consistently prepared, and aware.
Through mystical color and form distinguish the picture in between, the depiction that is entirely unforeseen.
A creation of possible illusion sometimes confusion yet never a genuine delusion only maybe just a drawn up conclusion, you are that definite source of explanation one’s precise or varying interpretation, emphatic within the scope.
A journey to expand therein a revelation to delve wherein, and a specific zone to fly herein, you are my infinity you are the third eye.-latoya lawrence