the Blossoming of Leonardo of Pisa and i
the deeper i go
the farther within
the more things look the same
a universe within a universe
within me
calling for my sacredness
a consciousness
i am beginning to trust
too long i have tarried in this illusion
making for realities
that pass on by
and leaves me with tears
fears
and years
for which i can not fully account
but who’s counting
what is unquantifiable
i choose
yes it is choice
to explore beyond the boundaries
where the “busy-ness”
can not be found
in the foundry
for there is no Steely resolve here
all is pliably
at my command
as i see it
and in all things
there is a sweet essence
that envelopes
enfolds
my wonder
and feeds it back to me
and i can now taste life’s sweetness
exponentially
without end
there is an ever playing resonance
that exudes a concordance
enhancing all about me
within me
that dances with my soul
and it is my soul
enfolded
embolded
enveloped in an expression
of it’s self
such is the beauty beyond
the beyond.
the horizon
we once surmised
was never achievable
one can not conquer self
can we ?
One can not Master their Wonder
can we ?
can you count ?
let your ending begin
and become
Fibonacci
© 11 December 2012 : william s. peters, sr.
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