Birthing the Seed

 



Each day i live i create wonderfully,

I put that before the play, 

to let it word its way.

Can you like I?

Imagine a seed grow into a flower and beyond.

As eyes water the soil in dream and thought,

moistening the shell of the dream begot.

Awakening into a whole new world,

knowing instinct be growing and getting light. 

Spreading out in every direction first one seeing sight. 

For being the one to raise the bar and smash it through,

Into the bright sun lit ray be I, 

Standing perfecting bowing to the sky,

is me be true Art Baby Blue.

Each day I live, I create wonderfully,

Setting the tone before the play,

To let my words find their way.

Can you, like I, imagine a seed?

Growing into a flower, beyond its creed.

As I water the soil with dreams and thought,

Moistening the shell of the vision sought.

Awakening into a whole new world,

Instinct alive, pristine and pearl.

Spreading out in every perfection bright,

Becoming the first to witness sight.

For being the one to raise the bar,

To shatter through and reach the star.

Into the light sunlit ray I rise,

Flying phoenix, perfecting gravity skies.

For being me and so pretty to thee,

Your first love true

Me, Art Baby Blue. 










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