in another universe, far away
there's a thing that makes a world go round.
a thing to which we're bound,
like a soul-feeding, harmonious sound...
surrounding and penetrating,
texture and silence;
mentality enhanced by a deep hypnosis.
light changing speed,
with the hum of a saber.
Transparent reflection in a chosen favor;
nobility in labor...
the master's strength flows
with rhythm and might.
the pupil prepares for a life changing fight;
a dynamic, eye-opening, new sight!
one is chosen:
melodious creator through which life flows.
like the speed of light,
a star burns bright
marking the end of a night.
untouchable, soul-melting source,
sensitivity of course;
may you have the force.