how the light is carrying me

Interpret the entire scene carefully. Machine learning is underneath.

Stay away from the window

how the light is carrying me

in the heart of its rainbow

how its gravity is warping me

in the middle of the spectrum

changing my mood and its early days.

And the ray is studying to be prudent.

And our inner poet is our feelings.

Keeping up with the starlight

holding to the sun

on to the daylight

retaining from the brightness

its strength is changing shape

and I trust our feelings will come back.

And the light is learning to be wise

And there is still going on with a few poets who don't like it.