One shall behold eyes tracing the heavens with magnificent splendor.
Seeking refuge upon the land of the lamp.

A form vanishing while standing,
At the convergence of all light’s end and inception.

Death holds no purpose when you exist,
When your eyes unveil the blueprint of what lies ahead,
When they harbor profound inclinations,
Or solidify the potent union of passionate lovers.

When Earth, when the parched gems of lids unfurl,
When space, not futilely, takes its winged whirl,
When myst’ry lends life its striking edge,
If on Earth it falls, in poetry’s fiery circles he spreads,
In the realm of being and verse, our essence he threads.

The body, once regained through footsteps, becomes meaningless,
Unless a ship from a passionate land lends its influence,
Offering its guidance, steadfastly shining stars,
And a radiant aura like a diamond amidst the night,
With a face that thirst has turned as pure as snow,
And hair that seems to attract like a swarm of magnets,
And a soul, deeply immersed in the embrace of slumber.
It’s your body, your essence, I recognize at first glance.

The covenant of all-seeing eyes holds no value,
Above a fiery line of all lines, unless
they succeed in crafting, preserving their swift wasteland,
And rendering it eternal, like a clear enigma,
A purifying rainbow.

earth, that love is eternally needed
immortal body emerging from a ray’s core
of lightning bolts, which craft a world scoffing at prisons
connecting eyes, love-filled, oceanic diadems

bring
bring
our river of fire, timeless and unbound
flowing through the purified ocean like a native vein.

:: 09.01.2023 ::