on the white summit of eternity
a single Soul bare infinites,
guarded he keeps by a fire-screen of peace
his mystic loneliness of nude ecstasy.
but, touched by an immense delight to be,
loos across unending depths and sees
musing amid the inconsistent silences
at the world’s dawn, at the cosmic night
absorbed in thoughts, abomination
captured in flesh, celestial mind
emotional fragments, chamber of nowhere
waiting and watching for the sign send,
as out of the vortex my mind will blend
caught in the turmoil, spinning around,
reaching for calm, not to be found.
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