Whenever I see the Uranian Moons, I think of how the crystals Shimmered In their light; Some cast shadows, Some emitted a kaleidoscope, Of glorious colors- While others just lay there still; But brilliantly. When I think of the Uranian Moons, I can still feel their power Surging Through me. And from nowhere; Sudden outbursts Eruptions, disruptions... Radical comport, Transformations, like from Butterfly to Wolf And back again. When I see the Uranian Moons, I am a visionary! Autonomous, naturally A gypsy Free; I move with the Wind, moves with the Uranian Moons and Vanishes. When I feel the Uranian Moons, I am powerful, and suddenly Hallucinations- Fading shadows grow taller, Glistening, Altered states, inconstant... As are the sentiments of men, Ever-changing. When I see the Uranian Moons, I become the crystals, Shimmering In their light, casting shadows that radiate A kaleidoscope of glorious colors. But never do I just lay There. Constant transformation Requires Movement.
Reason for writing:
I was searching for a little truth, and trying to find out who I was and why we go through so many changes in life.
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