The Awe Knees of In Essence ~ William Blake Remix!

"The awe knees of In Essence"William Blake Remix

To see the world in pedals of soap
By a milk bow of band
And heaven on a white beach seat in a gem shower
Hold infinity in the, calm of your sash, skating calligraphy in hand
And returnity to feathers, in an illuminated meadow, her power

A canary chupachups
In a frill of no age
Armbend all heaven
In so engaged

A dove-etched sill’d veranda with
Antarctic leafs in pigeon
Folding, softly tell
How a heart ties a ribbon

A luminous star’d plate slept billow
At horizon’s gate
Sea fix moon cascading
Turning sweetly late

A course of cruise
Upon the road
Calls to heaven, prayer kissed branches
Glitter seeking showed

Every on high of
The peaceful mare
A shy burr from the window
Wind ponytailed hair

A skylark tuned in brushes
In the wing
A chariot in wonder,
How blesses all these things

The name’s gently rocking
This trip charms willow stopped sparkles
For eyelight flight
Does the rising sun, will it remember this night?

Every wolf, so precious, and every owl
Do they raise their eyes to this upside-down bowl?
Painting the sky iris in silver circles
Swept upon coal

The mild deer, pairing asks
In so still a stare
Keeping the true land
Whole with paw tucked care

The lamb a new needs embrace,
To moon jump, a bah, the sound of this life
And yes, to give tomorrow
To behold’s wife

The mat that sits at the foot
Of the passenger floor this eve
Has left a mark on the soles
By a heart on a sleeve of love to believe

The owl that calls upon
The beam and night
Speaks in language
To an unbelievable height

He shall, who ever second
On a veil of one and ten
He shall, she shall be loved
For all of men

Is who he, the clocks
The path he soothed
Shall he is, and I am
Forever moved

The boy that fills the car with smoke and a sigh
Shall heal; the writers brilliant words I take a make
They are for you singing to a perfect dial resonating
Numbers in blue
The road skating flecks threading white squares
Gating promenading marks from the city
Lampposts and lells along this ribbon
Bright like crying emrald’s, the sky, so pretty

Whistle tree dove branches
Fountain tear drop leaves
Arms dropping to fold
Black cove pendants
Arched standing one another hold

Tilde turning bowing round
Pedals resolving
Unfolding still ever reaching ground
Pools of palms meet and revolving
One star left in the, on high
Midnight paving lemon
Moss pink satin
Imprint pen inscribe the sky
Peacocks feather of Spanish quartz candlelight
The time of day turning to through night
I turned, flamingo flower bloss bright

And, my eyes
Feel the sunrise

The caterpillar on the leaf
Repeats to thee mantra’s brief
Will sought the moth and butterfly
For they seekingly dust, forever waves, in the nigh

He shall, she shall the rain in a veil of looping
And half looping link tiered delicate strands of
Placed by held gold to silver told to fold rose
To gold drawn bands on heal compose by ear
The crest of divine, intended seal before her
Her like a curtained wall and in the
Night she felt it all, so small and unable to tell
What she would say, so she would know the sound
Of a shooting star
The door handle of answered ajar
The soft eyes nod and shawled pat
Tree’d gem and rows amazingly at

The compass that brings this delicate song
Earlier the day long
Rung after rung in fountains for strums
Harmony hymns, garrulous angels on whims
Rung after rung, bell and benevolent so to be sung
Flurries gentle features shore and soot
Remembers lamplight sanctuaries featherbed to foot

Buzzing like a honey bee
Is on the artist’s is she

The rinses of quince twighlight globes
And soft eyes shawled the wonder,
In forget, in grace in embelm addressed tags
Locks like bells standing searching lending oval carousels
And all the handles steer zippers of belonging ballerina bags
Thinking of her puppy with a tail which wags
Love is told with clad meant and intent
Meets all the eyes, to plan, invent

It is light, it should be so;
Can all this, was I made for this boy and doe?
And then this we lightfully grow
True this world, we placefully show.

Joy and low star, so then, so fine
In clothing for the soul is divine
Thunder ebb tree leaf, sand, sign
From a boy with spoken line
Saying ‘be true to yourself’, singing ‘be mine’

Hey babe, more than modeling lands
Every charmer in the sands
Every theory from every eye
Drums a ray in returnity

Kiss this knot, by eagle’s flight
Band re’turned through, fits home of light
The seat, the mark, the bellow’s breath, and soar
Car paves soft heat on heaven’s floor
The cable that keeps the trod beneath
Writes hieroglyphics in wheels of wreath
The bezel-set cobalt, fluttering in air
Does it bless these roads, the heaven’s pair?

"The bolder, adore arm’d calling accord shining sun
To palm leading mikes humming unison
The tour bands bar King, his birth for,
Man, all the centerfold on Africa’s shore"

One light swung like sharing sapphires in between cupped hands
Shall sigh and lell the halcyon plans
For fliff harmonics thankful from balmy high
Cuz the whole imagination learns to fly

He who rocks the baby’s safe
Shall he rock’d in age and breath
He who shall reach, and mild in route
The nodding brave shall rock it out

He who protects the baby’s safe
Speaks in clover bells and breath
The mild boys and told hands reasons
Star the roots of the new seasons

The questioner asking where, who, what and why
Shall forever know how to reply
He who replies to words with heart
Doth put the light of knowledge into art

The strongest pose ever known
Above the clear glass cresend of prism tented
By a sighing square tree standing beacon
Emanating light a crown
The clock a diamond circle suspended by silver bells
A circle within a circle to a backpose of white positive space
Like the armor’s iron grace

Zen gold and gems adorn the glow
To peaceful arts shall every bow,
A middle to be embraced, or the cricket’s chirping sigh
Is to heart a fit reply
Like morning birds chupamirtos in the nigh
The purpose behind imply
To love, to love, to love, to mean
All in the heart of divinity’s unseen
And on each other we are meant to lean
All the amazing places, we have been

The every inch, the every mile
Sake name philosophy to smile
He who is heart from gingerly wind seas
Till ever believe, please, please, do what you please

If the sun and the moon should shout
Immediately they’d say to shine about
To be in passion, may you could through
What know could, a bell sash is in you

The more, the ramble for, by the swing gate
Twice lands build that patience wait
The star crossed high from street to street
Shall weave bold nature’s finding beat
The inner shout, the cruiser’s purse
Dance after all before said nature’s first

Every night and every morn
All to wisery are born
Every morn and every night
All are born so sweet, of light

All are born so sweet, of light
All are born to endless height
We are led to believe and by
When we see thro’ the eye
Which was born in a night to cherish in a night
Then the soul slept in beams of light

God hears, and God is light
To: true souls who well in day and night;
Twighlight and a rising bay, carry on this way, this way
Does an angel form array
To pose who well in realms belay?
Because an angel form array
Who rose to well in realms amay
Of may~

"Nothing is worth more than this day."-Goethe-