Worlds coming to rectification Inside flight and shift of sand, Thresholds, fathoms until tides of calm…Time transcending, Where oceans find no torrent, One journey beckons the hour alight, Havened toward shoreless realms. All manner of change in the wake of Dafa’s unfolding, Captured before a moment’s collide. Prevailing suns remain unshadowed, Diamond weave of flawless expanse. Worlds inside flight and shift of sand, Coming all to rectification. |