Now invert the Bell. ( In another place.)

Now invert the Bell. ( In another place.)

I have moved now to a brighter place with the moon,
And the sun on my back as she shines on my face,
The smell of ransoms running through my nose,
A song of beauty from all these chattering birds,
I look up into the trees for nature and I see her,
Patterning and showing me a whole, in code,
The synchronicity of a hole in the leaves,
A heart shaped viewing on into forever, 
Way up and beyond, through the leaves,
And it IS there right above my head!
The union of two trees in branches,
Joined together with loving leaves,
From different sides of the path,
They form a pure lined centre,
Of a heart shaped eye,
From within nature,
Way Out and into,
An infinite sky,
Without an,
Ending,
Dong!
Bell,
On
&
om

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