The Soul Of Animals
Who, I have the ability;
to buzz at the furthest altitude.
Above the 29, 525 feet, to improve my agility;
where, oxygen is always sparse, no lofty attitude.
My soul flies in the thinnest air;
I got this power from the bees, stings.
I don't beat my wings in the fastest manner;
for I don't want to be unfair.
I only swing my wings;
via a wider arc as I'm flying.
For these marvels that fly high;
are the soul animals of my time.
They enables the man I am;
to shoot up higher with ingenuity.
And adaptability than I was as I am;
a willful idealistic, nourishing my well-being,
'cause I'm not a maniacal purist of the time.
I'm living in the images and tonalities and the variants;
of my mentality and physicality and the experience of the possibility of life; as I train on the soul of the animal.
to buzz at the furthest altitude.
Above the 29, 525 feet, to improve my agility;
where, oxygen is always sparse, no lofty attitude.
My soul flies in the thinnest air;
I got this power from the bees, stings.
I don't beat my wings in the fastest manner;
for I don't want to be unfair.
I only swing my wings;
via a wider arc as I'm flying.
For these marvels that fly high;
are the soul animals of my time.
They enables the man I am;
to shoot up higher with ingenuity.
And adaptability than I was as I am;
a willful idealistic, nourishing my well-being,
'cause I'm not a maniacal purist of the time.
I'm living in the images and tonalities and the variants;
of my mentality and physicality and the experience of the possibility of life; as I train on the soul of the animal.
Copyright 27/Feb/2019. Lyrical Poet. Machiek de Machiek Akuocpiir Cayier
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