The sky... The sun... The Moon... The stars... I breathe them in... fusing Lofty and noble thoughts ...Synapses firing fast like a gatling gun rata-tata-tata-tat Energy drawn in and out A Venturi combining the spirit Of the trees... The creatures... the grass... the stone... With my own... Arms raised to the sky They all became one
Arms - by Herb Venticinque
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I breathe them in... fusing
Lofty and noble thoughts
...Synapses firing fast
like a gatling gun rata-tata-tata-tat
Energy drawn in and out
A Venturi combining the spirit
Of the trees... The creatures... the grass... the stone...
With my own...
Arms raised to the sky
They all became one