Thus

A ray of persuasive sunshine waded through
the faded waters of remembrance, and within
this miasma of thought I’m found gently afloat.

Persistent dilemmas have ridden through my skies,
aiming thunder at the barren land. But in the scorched
rods of tumultuous Tiber, I’ve found my Rome.

By persistent attempts to conquer the skies, I found myself
caught within the stars. I lit the fire-blue torches of my desires,
to aid me through this path with iridescent luminosity.

I was to be found at times, alone in front of my reflection,
drinking heavily from my lukewarm ponds of contemplation.
But within each timely breath, each thought danced towards

obscure corners.
“I turned off the light and my shadow disappears.”
A silhouette whispers.

But her soul clutches its hopes. Indeed she’s grateful
of the unknown. For curiosity drove her there, to unmask
her skin and let her past be taken by a gentle caressing gale.

It’s the comfort of the heart, which sings the humming bird to
It’s pensive drum. It’s the sentimental drive of the musician
and the aching thought of the poet, which forms

the distilled breath of our mortality.

It was that persuasive ray of sunshine!
It’s the acridly sweet composition of transcendence
by frugal dying shapes.

Fluttering through a light breeze, we are
Inconsequential ephemerons; capable of emitting unparalleled
Radiance, triggered by the haunting thought of our mortality.

The beauty of life emanates from its evanescence.
We are caught within its might, with our frail attempts
to wade in glimmering delight.

Perhaps our guide is our soul or perhaps it is our thought.
But destiny is only crafted by our unspoken desires.
It’s our yearning to create what’ll reside in a perpetual existence.

My aching legs have reached the scene of their idyllic dreams.
Dripping ink! Sketch through the horizon my illusions, and
I’ll pledge to maintain this bountiful spring of joy to quench

the doubtful hopes of my humanity!