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On the waves of cosmic light

We take an astral star flight

Through a maze of constellations

Travelling onward using vibrations

As the symphonic music plays out

Like colourful cadenza’s

Waves of prismic light surrounding

In cosmic universal delight we’re drowning

And the mathematics of geometry

And the artistic topography

Embraces all our sensabilities

Then we fall into a black hole of tranquilty

Where everything is nothing

And nothing is everything

Yet in my head I still hear the songs

That the cosmic angels sings

And the darkness it soon turns to light

And I feel touched by the love holding me tight

I realise in the astral cosmic flight

Our minds create the subconscious images of within our sights

In this universe of the eternal finite.