METAMORPHOSIS
With a prayer
singing from the prism
of my heart
i need only know
my song is in reach
of heaven's ray
and then I can see
the spectrum
of my soul
in harmony
© Breyel, Timm. "Metamorphosis". All rights reserved.
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