The3rd

Beautiful Venusian Forests reach all the way to the sky,
And almost don't stop in time,
I trip out to them often, mostly when it's early enough not to bother anyone,
Mostly when day is breaking like some poet would describe with rich textures re-creating,
Or a painter when they're not thinking, just painting,
Paintwork and History and the magnificence of the significance,
Of the similarity obvious between this way and that,
When the Devil stands back,
Beautiful Venusian Forests reach all the way to the sky,
Right up to my face,
Into my eyes and deep into my brain,
The Classic Symmetry of Mutual Entwinement,
The Enshrinement of Our Best Efforts,
They almost don't stop in time, and I trip out to them more often than I should.