Infinate Joy, Infinate Peace

spirit lark across seeing
the vault is open blue
you see simple peace
as the babel sighs
no day as brilliant an echo
it's time as the spoken faith
drawing favours from the light
how the gold is cast in vision
no message but from grace
such is the fleeting messanger
the pick of the hand becoming
such is the sigh peaceful
we never divide the message
more than infinate joy
infinate peace

does the universe grasp space
as a precious gift
in deep waters floating
in the fanciful air
beasts of a new dawn
the joyful trumpet sounds
and love casts volumes
into the the opaque seas
of an existing