Istania Lyraec, for all that is good, Visposina Bilaes, for all that is bad
To win the whims of the untouched, the innocent, the late of all bloomers
That blooms in the midst of the whitest snow, of all that is gone and all that is still
For me this downed soul, inflamed by this ember, the remnant of old--the secret fire!
An eye for one, a heart for all, this thirst I but quenched, now grows to a smile
For this red blessed eve, no phantoms so bothered, alas on this cliff, of life never-ending
And thus in this quest I did seek the blue, the star in my hands, the Celestial Sapphire
For the secret of all secrets, in peace and in conflict, o play me for a fool no more and forever!
Woe, for Ispipinia I lay all sweetness for a kiss on her lips, and thus it seals my fate in darkness
But behold Qis Imfania, Lady of the Sun, sister of the shadowed, her touch unshackles me to last many dawns
To wander again in a daze, for my quest in nature and nurture I would deflower myself or defile me at will?
For this inspiral carpet I place my bet a pile of king's ransom, to lose but to win, to play but to live!
And thus this cycle I preserved for the price of all sanity, my body so wasted but the soul wanders on
For this great Earth I bide my un-time, an ageless of merry but never so wary, to sing and dance till doomsday it comes
So great is the sunrise so cold is the dawn, in wintery of times I toil in my midnight, of wishes fulfilled and fears so banished
But never to find another me path, for this my great journey this my great rite, to me and for me for the world to decide my forever musings...
THE SIGN OF SHAIRO
KL
2011
Thursday, December 8, 2011
My Forever Musings
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Nature,
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