You and me,
fly ahead in the wind
And yet, we look at what’s left behind
in the diamonds
Our glory, that the stars rewind.
And my mind always finds the divine
like an ever-inebriating wine
And I am a lion
swinging on the universe’s vine,
ionized by the energy of the sign
that you are the poetry in my rhyme
Is there a Supreme beyond Supreme?
We see it in a dream
In the lot of us, the team,
yonder at the source and the stream
These are not illusions of steam
I awoke with the first cloud of time
and realised you were mine
above it all, and beyond recall
Yet, the moment that started this infinitum
is enshrined within us
Our cells make up the map of the universe
the memory of the eternal converse
Such antiquity, that nothing can ever reverse
montes-musings.blog 