Beyond the seas of time,
Scattered stars sit still.
The lunar lunette a mystic white rock,
Secluded; shining; mellow.
In colourless light,
Heaven’s mist settles,
And Nature’s spirit is again revived.
A silent shadow melts with the light, and sails with the wind.
You are conversing with a cloud; a voice; a fragment of thought;
An incomparable nihility.
On the craters of nothingness,
I courted the ideal of paradise,
But suppressed this desire; for thoughts hindered my serenity.
I looked upon my reflection,
And found a Tigress staring back; her eyes of a strange apocryphal blue.
I floated across like a wreath, and she dispersed like flowers,
Merging with the Sun in full blossom.