Word in art
in part
scripted to depart with souls
to a celestial department shaped in word
to be a poets great apartment of heaven.
In a couple of days from now
I shall transcend to a dimension of Him
And less of me
It will feel like death to me
But I shall live there after
To be the self us created we in word to be
Part of art in word
As I speak boldy like a god
Creating as I go along
Like a paint brush
Consciously as I create me in Him discovered
Like the word in art
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