The undercurrents laws ignore
to inspiration's grooves flowing in mind
into bloodied bodies from moral barriers
pass locks of timeless elsewhere.
In robes didn't dressed the art
in systems didn't say 'ok'
each project and a sin of artist,
indifferent to the orders of laws.
A philosopher with knowledge beliefs
to the nature of beauty, lover
without spectacles hollow, empty hearings
to the truth itself, a balancer.
The body's pleasure and money's wins
with soul's pleasure, the glory passes away.