Bemused and unaccompanied, I run into the astral light.
Feeding on off the silence, I feel like a part of creation.
Lifted up by an invisible corps to a vertiginous height
I reach a new level, unable to resist the infinite duration.
Growing into the milky starlight, I'm travelling fast
Feasting my eyes on the expansion of the firmament.
Stuck with the present, and there's neither future nor past,
My heart ain't gonna break, coz it pumps love that's permanent.
Heading for the unexplored domain, I'm no more alone,
The angels escort me through the endless ebony depth.
Their body warmth protect me from getting frozen to the bone.
In anticipation of facing thee, Lord, I gain strength.
Topic(s) of this poem: fantasy fiction
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