Analysis of A Spinning Poem

Indefinite time strokes mystery's realm
as personality explodes into
truth's universal simplicity,
emotionally charged ideas slip
away as I release the restraints of society.

Insignificant humanity -
God winks, and purpose is revealed.

Stripped down to the skin,
celestial energy spills freedom
into seclusion with wild grace,
poetry's spiralled existence blinks
as reflection deals perception an ace,
and abstract hallucinations find solace
in the arms of intelligence.

Eternity is explored in the swirl of a second,
I am alive in the knowledge of silence,
favourable smiles juggle this character
as creation drips from artistic lips,
painted by nature's travelling theatre.

And I roll a poem across the floor,
it spins for awhile then stops.