Analysis of The Rhythm Of The Creator Divine
If you truly consider life to be an extraordinarily tangy ocean of profound mysticism; feasting in its panoramically bounteous essence for times immemorial,
Then for you to condemn veritable death; was the greatest insult to the insuperable Lord Almighty; infact the most derogatorily appalling sin.
If you truly consider life to be an iridescent bed of roses; spawning into an entrenchment of stupendously enthralling newness every unfurling minute of the day,
Then for you to castigate veritable death; was the greatest insult to the perpetual Lord Almighty; infact the most ignominiously gruesome sin.
If you truly consider life to be a vivaciously versatile artist; majestically paving each of your way to drift you towards the clouds of insatiably untamed prosperity,
Then you for you to lambaste veritable death; was the greatest insult to the Omniscient Lord Almighty; infact the most insidiously decrepit sin.
If you truly consider life to be a marvelously magical civilization of happiness; ebulliently metamorphosing your every unfinished dream into an unconquerably
eternal reality,
Then for you to crucify veritable death; was the greatest insult to the ever-pervading Lord Almighty; infact the most unimaginably dastardly sin.
If you truly consider life to be an unending festoon of glorious enchantment; enlightening every ingredient of your countenance with its immortal graciousness,
Then for you to abuse veritable death; was the greatest insult to the everlastingly proliferating Lord Almighty; infact the most flagrantly truculent sin.
If you truly consider life to be an exhilarating odyssey to limitless enchantment; basking in its benevolently timeless splendor every time you had an impulse to magnificently breathe,
Then for you to frown at veritable death; was the greatest insult to the unshakable Lord Almighty; infact the most hedonistically savage sin.
If you truly consider life to be a flower blossoming into profusely magical happiness; miraculously healing the agonies of one and all alike on this boundless planet; with the chivalrous elixir of humanity,
Then for you to shirk from veritable death; was the greatest insult to the impregnable Lord Almighty; infact the most treacherously bellicose sin.
If you truly consider life to be a seductively embellished fairy; tantalizing you towards an unassailable paradise of benign heavenliness and the divine,
Then for you to spit at veritable death; was the greatest insult to the Omnipotent Lord Almighty; infact the most venomously maligned sin.
If you truly consider life to be the ultimate blessing; the most fructifying symbolism of every entity trespassing on this enchantingly triumphant earth,
Then for you to bludgeon death; was the greatest insult to the Omnipresent Lord Almighty; infact the most baselessly prejudiced sin.
If you truly consider life to be a patriotically blistering success; the most uninhibitedly royal mission that every organism was sent on the Universe to wholeheartedly achieve,
Then for you to massacre veritable death; was the greatest insult to the perennial Lord Almighty; infact the most grotesquely pugnacious sin.
For when God made earth and organism; he irretrievably swung the pendulum of life and death in unrestrictedly egalitarian unison; spell bindingly replacing withering death with sparkling life every instant; yet inevitably ensuring that there was death every now and again; so that his Universe symbiotically existed,
Therefore take both life and veritable death in your stride O! penurious Human; let forever everything on this globe exist as the most fantastically vibrant rhythm of the Creator Divine.
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Metre | 111001011110010011010110010011110110100 11110110001101001101101010110101 111001011110101110100110101111010001010101 1111101000110100110010010101011101 111001011101100100100010111111101011110100 1111111000110100110010101010110101 1110010111010001000010110011110001010111 01010 111110100011010011010010101010111001 1110010111101011100010010010001001110011010100 11110110001101001101010010101011001001 11100101111010010011000101001110101001111101010001 1111111000110100110010010101011101 1110010111010100010101001000100010010011010111101010101010100 1111111000110100110010010101011101 11100101110010001010100101101001010110001 1111111000110100110010010101011011 11100101110100100111001100100101110101 111110110100110010101010111001 11100101110110001011101011001001110101100001 11111001000110100110010010101010100101 111110100100100101001101010010010011010100111011001010100001011111001001111101010 111101000101111001010101011101101010010101001001 |
Characters | 3,629 |
Words | 558 |
Sentences | 12 |
Stanzas | 11 |
Stanza Lengths | 2, 2, 2, 3, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2 |
Lines Amount | 23 |
Letters per line (avg) | 131 |
Words per line (avg) | 24 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 275 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 51 |
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