As I roll back my ecto- energy
Yea! My being settles on a ray of Beauty
Why? My Soul, thoughts thou of Eternity
Thoughts that uplift thee to the light
As the planets circle the One Self
I transcend a graffio of beauty therein
That I behold peace in my being
Let my Soul tread the great Spectrum
And let my vague direct my steps
Yet my mind slaughtered my hearth
Thence unison shall kill the futility of vain me
I may yet unify in thy perfect Light
And revive my soul
Oh! My Self hath found Thy Self, My Origin.
@2012, Razon-Anny Justin's 'Metamorphosis Ap? Other Poems'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem