9 Ben
Red Solar Skywalker
Shakespearean Sonnet III
The Mind beyond all Measure Power holds
Thoughts send us into Heaven or to Hell
One long enclosed in Bars of Iron cold
When dreaming full escapes his prison Cell---
Whence exists our Paradise supernal
Where Time and Space lose all significance?
In transmuting thoughts of Dread infernal
Into Devotion’s transcendental Dance
Worth more is Vigilance than Sacrifice---
Pre-requisite to Life miraculous
Avoid all Fear while curbing Avarice
Thus, will the Cosmos all your Missions bless
Dreams manifest in Synchronicity
When sacred Time designs Reality.
©Kleomichele Leeds
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