Crystal prisms on my wall swing in time as Amira sings
describing a rippling stream and the sun shining bright,
gliding along on a stream Amira’s voice rippling radiantly
Corlea singing the harmony with complementing vibrato
filling each note with sunshine and flowers, I am drifting
.
Along, carried by the song’s weaving melody as my spirit
rejoices with the prismatic radiance of Amira’s ascending
bright soprano, the shimmering crystal prisms on my wall
a visual representation of the sunshine melodies in sweet
voices rising and falling in perfect harmony and bird song
.
With snow white swans, white jasmine and blue lotuses, the
sun rising high beyond my prismatic crystals disappear, but
Amira’s song plays on a loop in my ear & the sun’s beauty
remains in rippling voices and meandering melody flowing
like the current of an enchanting steam, delighting me…
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