! ! ! *** Beyond Yet Abounding! ! ! ***

BEYOND YET ABOUNDING oh what kind of glory of endearment! life never does exist within and without, wishes seem to soar beyond abounding, haste sparkles like dew fed radiance of dawn. dream when divine runs into timeless space, beneath and beyond time is still space less, by renewed joy heart spruces up onto kiss, warmth rejoices in room of reeling ecstasy. wounds of love inflicts upon hale of intonation, bounty of beauty sloshes onto edge of longing, instinct impulses to wake green swooned lone, quest permeates rainbow to embed colors. abounding of elation lies in art of seeing object afar, reflex is simply the arcade of emitted gloss, manifestation of image is arcane walk onshore, oh queen of kingdom let me hold beauty to behold.