The same sky, common and too deep,
Under it, we're never alone.
Circle constellations run and creep,
Opened door, Astral world is clone.
Rainbow after salty tears,-
Upper level gives thee advantage.
Wise prophets and white seers
Walked mystic road and left a vestige.
Cosmic strings can send a message
And someone's mind for sure will receive.
That music is delicate but savage,
Sacred gnosis needs master to perceive.
The whole space is Dark Matter,
Is Astral light? Don't flatter.
Astral Rose Sonnet
© Copyright: Михаэль Минелли, 2026
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