thick sweater
i think my life is coming together
i miss the weather
data to weighted feather
content with my origins
i can smell and am cognizant
of all the fragrant blossoms
i merge them all
i merge them all
he was in a dither
and the followers stood in ether
sharing those memories of their candor
in the mist following the endeavor
measured by the origins
i can smell and am cognizant
of all the random patterns
in the sky
those ripe minds are kneeling
at the shrine
i merge them all
i merge them all
