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Transcendental Sonnet #1435:
The Muse of the Music of Mystery
When it comes to me and it wants to be
And it feels like something apart from me
To come and to become a part of me
Then I want to be too because it wants me
The muse of the music of mystery and me
If I am possessed I possess in turn
As we turn and return and so I learn
Possibility made possible by
Looking up from down and seeing the sky
Looking in from out and being the why
Being and becoming to live and not die
The muse of the music of mystery and I
As we turn and return and so I learn
If I am possessed I possess in turn
Transcendental Sonnet #1436:
The Pyramid
Who is this one who comes to me apart
To come together with me in my heart
To bend and to mend my reality
To finish the pyramid where we start?
The wonder the wanderer in disguise
The morning star rising through velvet blue
The eye of the storm to open my eyes
The eye on the sparrow and watching me
The morning star as the evening star too
The primal light shining in me and you
Who could it be but God to come like this
To waken and to make me understand
The butterfly descending in my hand
To finish the pyramid at a kiss?
Transcendental Sonnet #1437:
Reminded by the Sky
I get lost and then I find myself found
In a holding pattern of destiny
Walking in circles looking at the ground
Waiting to catch up with the rest of me
Never seeing much never knowing why
Because I forget to look at the sky
O Deus meus et omnia you
Are with me and have never gone away
O other but mother as father too
And here we are with our where as everywhere
Reminded by the sky within the day
The night and what I can scry in between
You and I are all there is anyway
As anyone who knows you knows what I mean
+Steven Curtis Lance
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