If perfect triads twist our mind,
reality is waltzing
(on earth as it is in heaven)
while one plus two plus three is always six, a double three
(the rhythm of our steps)
in perfect harmony with our spirits
(unfolding symphonies of senseless sounds)
filling the gaps between the words
(a seamless canvas paints).
So do not frown but smile and dance.
The triads flow within our veins.
January, 6th, 2020
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