I recognize you and I recognize myself in your word: weaver, screwdriver of harps of lyres thrown into the wind. Emotions ambushed, swirled in verses to hide the rain inside: "message, meaning, A liminalcy"

Traveled, unraveling heart-torn gem-
be rung by fullness' hymn.

"IN ALL GREAT WRITER THERE IS A GREAT PAINTER, A GREAT SCULPTOR AND A GREAT MUSIC"
I bless you, I honor you and I ingratiate myself with your higher self, from my inner self, @d-pend.