On A Love Supreme What else could bridge the gap it spanned -- eternity, that left unplanned, would wait for epic random chance that into darkness light would dance where gases happened to combust congealing and dispersing dust becoming countless solar helms with gravities compelling realms of spinning orbs in circling flights with moons illuminating nights for faces turned away from sun until again they've fully spun... ...what else could such a power be but Love Supreme for all to see as consciousness and conscience made to be its likeness well portrayed? Portly Bard Portly Bard: Old man. Ekphrastic fan. Prefers to craft with sole intent of verse becoming complement... ...and by such homage being lent... ideally also compliment.
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September 2023
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