The Blue Jazz Of Fires At An Origin Touching The Flame On Hi!!

Shades are the trees shadow of an echo of respond,

the sun of list to a moon in a dish shapes to speak,

at the eve of night the sky goes swish to twilight the difference,

in that galaxy that stars the brilliance is of Twinkling.

An idea to say that communication is lights lime,

the quarry of concrete to a curb,

sidewalking shore to land with delight for the sand,

in Times of Ages a whisper on the Winds window to Talk!!

Speck of that to thought on exacts at quest of life to show,

the small tiny fragment of memory on a lanes breath,

inhaling the aspect as a sigh to exclaim the fervor,

oh how the fashion of dress began.

Design is creative to the universe on the Milky Ways belt,

a term to shell,

the clam of a jewels sound on the crown of a mind that embellished the tolls bank of stand,

out on the air Waves of handles to ear the Form of Canal.

The grit to message is the formal reply that listens to the flare,

as fire speaks gently it also crackles to lumbers rise,

the signal of alive,

a log on the dry lung slumber is a delighted scene to engage with the flame Itself.

Trust is a learned score to not be burned from the hot embers of flights lend,

that tower of expression to warm the heart as the harbor of pier to settle the scar,

the burl of timber the rings of portion show such grace to growth,

a friendly communication to realize that life is alive and breathes with tempo ask sight.

Eyes with spark bring to a conversation happy torque,

the blinding matter of happiness as Being,

the energy of matter that flowers with the blossom of a bulb to the plant,

with a lily horn to speech,

it is the whale of the deep vine that nature has shown our presence with stature and shore to Sign!!