In a realm of consciousness
We float, we fly, we spiritually exist
And dream of love in everything
And everyone we come across,
We are now found when once we were lost.
In troubles and tribulation of our times,
We float so high we reach the sky,
We soar like birds with open wings
We sing songs that are elevating,
Live in ways escalating
With our frequencies reverberating,
That is bright and scintillating,
As part of universal creation
And we shall live in the light
Of liberation of eternal divination.
fauxcroft 
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