believing is the feeling

 


I see the structures up standing

wondering who how it was built

first a thought then a design and plan

yet who decides such buildings through

been dreaming visualizing drawing too

where beyond page I scribbled in pencil

does my words grow up to be skyscrapers 

for every book I studied read cover to cover

always metaphysical imparting God

knowing mind can only hold one idea at a time

I focus and concentrate upon each atom

holding unto view and strengthening it you

art baby blue when will L be born

into the world like you came womb

believing is the feeling ideally secret









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