Creative Love Inside
Stardust Cycles
L. Edgar Otto 21 August, 2012
"It is always
morning somewhere in the world"
in bronze on the base of the sun dial at the
Morehead Planetarium in Chapel Hill, university, Tarheel state
"Today is
Yesterdays Tomorrow" half turns at night
the rose garden around it lives again in its
seasons
Also the one and only
star taken down, offensive Christmas
The drama of Love in
the totality always and everywhere
in its justifications to God and a more
perfect state
Rides on flavors its
certainty, hidden transfers in the rape
We live and decide
the loops, ascending roller coaster ride
can fall off in descent as much by faith as
reason cannot Pay the toll, reach mature heights, make the relentless rent
All things seek to
live, our touch, childlike growth of nerves
Freckle juice Milky
Way reaction, cost rebirth satisfaction
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Roundabout
L. Edgar Otto 22 August, 2012
I ride the highways of
the skies that fade
yet I grow more wise
and if all crumbles
Shards and broken
mirrors, spectrum glass
ask of Why's great
effort returns to rumbles
In the rise and fall
forgets in All its creativity
design as leader of
this drama with regrets
Endless perfection as
the stars align and swirl
comfort perhaps the
limitations, way of the world
Or am I on the
roundabout materialized mortal man
who vanishes the more
clinging to the spin shorn gods
Heart full of halos
and exploding comprehension
half sensed side of a
mirror sunlight, touch, lightning rods
An endless highway does
not begin or end only in magenta Rainbow auras of love reflect and intersect in
magic mania
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