Vibrational Mystic

The gravity danced like the
moonlight of sunlight,
embraced in the twilight
of dawn

Worries washed away,
in the red-light district
and signaled in
at the green light
room–

Approached in the meadow
of the drought that
sounded off the inner
strength for velocity
and resiliency

It was a New Year’s
engagement that
dug out the
drought and brought
about abundance
of fleury of a blossom
of flowers–

Rescued in the
tune, and the spark
of the soul fleed
from the hostage
of the unknown
and basked
in the glory
of love–

Sophisticated lady
remedied the
protest of security–

Pouring the soul
into the veins
of the ballads
of laughter after
storm–

After the storm,
hear comes
the solitude
of platitude
of self-discovery–

Stirred up all the
emotions, jazz
levitated the waves
that needed to
aroused for the spirited–

The arteries of notes,
captivated the reassurance
that poured out the high notes
of improvisation of lust–

A quiet spirituality that
inspired the great prophet
that was profoundly loved

It was a celestial existence
that elevated the soulful elegance
that could only be explained as
a jazz muse while sparkling in the unprecedented brilliance–

A vibrational mystic felt like midnight
at sea, and only can be traveled through
the realms of solo awakening–

Golden romance is insatiably exotic
to those worn the strips of honor
and held many positions of leadership
to truly value the elegance and weight
of spiritual existence–

The precious nectar is smooth,
sweetness like
blowing the horn of success–

Fueled by the radiance of
love, passion, and purpose

Intoxicated by daises and the
aromas of Casablanca seduced
the jewels of Tajazktan, and
journeyed with the horn of curiosity
that provoked the genius
brilliance of universal nirvana–

Where it begins and where it
ends is where it brings
the infinite power of returning
back home to the transcendence
of awakening–

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