A Continuum of what?
Height, depth,
Width, mass?
Never may this be the case,
For beyond the physical is a tapestry in motion
Rhyme and rhythm are the binary eyes and ears,
Ever keeping watch,
For not all have the gift to decipher,
Only those who are children of the pen
Off the silver tongue,
Rolls royal words of choice,
Where emotions commit themselves,
To whatever end their masters wish
Where time is nothing more than the distance from one poem to another
Imagination and creativity both arrive as twins from the same womb,
Where the only point of reference is the passion,
Swimming in the hearts of men
And when dignity is attached to it,
Then it becomes ever the more special
Multiverse
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