unidentified.

Fleeted Celetrial Voices

 Eyes stare into its simplistic frames, spiraling, in control.

 Heaven calling with a slight glimmer of its triumphs

 moving precisely toward greater thought.

 Boating along the open waters as it dances in my mind.

 Sometimes only with glimmer of  inference, at times a purposeful resolve with clarity of thought..

  A premmis, a natural unseen order moving steadaly  along.

 A gentle breeze, a lighted candle breathing life into my sail.

 Reassuring, having  greater meaning, sounding triumphantly with an
 orchastra of emotional response.

 Fervently warm, and  delightning, all the days long.