Amber giggles sprinkle tickles to a once-upon-a-mind;
A soul rises surprise on a golden ever that
never finds wisdom backward;
Yellow ginger, jasmine-sweet laughter in the air
where a song searching for an ear finds
a deity wherein genius is born
continuously,
a kind of golden magic of a muse blossoming logic
and spirit enough to fill any emptiness;
Beauty enough seeks souls open enough
to welcome its creation.
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