Guiding like the ATC,
The control tower or that beacon of light
No matter what in return has been given,
you’re so willing to share-
all you’ve gained thus proven.
True nobility and never art thou discreet,
Even whispers are as sweet,
And astonishing as the westeria.
Each lesson is made to purify the soul,
To make it clean and sharp as the cyber crystal.
Like stream or tea warm and with unspeakable beauty,
Reach out to no where but everywhere where the great has been on,
Whilst now, on that ninth cloud, empty.
30 okt. 2024