Prompt: Write a poem using these phrases..

gentle eye perceives

melodies of ideal worlds

through a magic lens

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Beyond the veil of hurried sight,
Where shadows dance and fade to light,
A gentle eye perceives the hue
Of truths unseen, both fresh and new.
It finds the quiet, subtle grace,
Reflected in each time and space,
A deeper knowing, soft and deep,
While restless spirits often sleep.

When silence holds the air so still,
And echoes from a higher will,
The soul attuned, begins to hear
The melodies of ideal worlds draw near.
Not earthly sounds, nor mortal strain,
But harmonies that soothe all pain,
A symphony of perfect truth,
Restoring ancient, faded youth.

Through mist and haze, a hidden way,
Revealed by dawn’s first breaking ray,
And wonder’s grasp, it then descends,
Through a magic lens the vision sends.
It shows the unseen, brings to form
The beauty sheltering from the storm,
A clearer glimpse of what can be,
For those who dare to truly see.

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