This is what poetry is all about . The passion of a poet for a stable flame that our natures can orbit like the sun Truth yet the truth like the sun moves through our galaxy in relative peace . I love it . ..You have a beautiful mind Karla

Idiosyncracies
^ it's idiosyncrasies
allows
^ allow...

my friend, that was an epic journey through a sunlit mind called Karla...

Actually, I never heard of that word :p
so when I typed it into dictionary.com it said wrong word. Nice one!