Crop circles creations

I walked through fields of corn and wheat

Leaving crop circles around me as I weaved

Through astral travel dreams of fantasy

Leaving traces of geometry learnt from the universe

Forging messages for those who can read their meaning

From souls not just of this world but others too

And from the spiritual realms from which we come

A place of our creation we call home

And as I carve out shapes and geometric messages

I feel the corn and wheat bend and bow 

Before me as I astrally fly by the moon during the night.

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