Contemplation;

It begins with one,

Miniscule…

Then perspective, it grows, sheds, blossoms, and blooms.

The bliss of radiant Love,

The taste of succulent inspiration

Washes over the teeming, teeming, teeming

Frazzalia boiler.

Where is this pot?

Appleseed wore his on the outside of his head.

Mine is on the inside.

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