Curve Of Prism

Beauty of blossom blushes blindfold! Moments meditate for fill of joy to know Mystery muffles for innocence to decode Who knows crux of matter to decipher folds. On floor of clarity truth dazzles like diamond Nothing sees on shore by slithery clouds to intone From core of cocoon secret comes out to count as manifestation is virtue of reality to tell truth. to whom to ask curve of prism to circumvent knight of crown baffles to scan eyes of askance matter never ends then and there to rewind bone of flesh as bourne of illusion finds no breath from within.