The Next Step,Leap,Or Fall..
All spirits hold in it the essence of the sacrosanct
With head held to a level key demeanor
Surrounded by those who impose false hopes
The jagged surface he scales with no ropes
Plummeting to a dead fall holding the cliff in hand
Watching the mirror ,the reflections skew
Sight seen from a birds eye view
Allowing in ,only that, that is necessity, to form the contour
This is the architectural Saviour of his soul
Post blue print to the structural refurbishments
Tampering with the frame work of his mind, piercing the problem
Making measurements that hold no space in this renovation
Scoping out in distances view the next stepping stone
In pursuit of elevating and descending to fractal infinity
Finding his own canvas painted of divinities hue
With happiness attained and holding out hope for you
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