With both eyes closed
As my memory fades,
And my mind wanders into seemless facades,
I can see in that dim twilight,
An unforgettable sight.
Those twin gems with depths unknown,
An infinite abyss never shown,
A never ending spectre of joy,
With light of life in them so coy,
Escaping from reality,
One step closer to almighty.
In those depths of love,I see,
In those abodes of peace,I exist,
In those flowers of tranquility,I feel,
In those seas of music,I wander,
Free from the endless pains of life,
Free from my own rife.
Such is the power in those oceans of compassion,
They blur the very notion of emotion,
They touch souls,untouched,
Freeing spirits,unheard,
Letting them into the endless cypher,
Gifting them with pristine happiness,one could die for.
They speak words,never said,
They see things,never seen,
They show instances,never known,
Showing into the realm of me,
And into the paradigm of the free,
Away from all the misery,
Far from the dreary.
They took all my anguish away,
Waking me from my path astray,
They showed me the true,
The reality of life in brew.
A never ending trove of benevolence,
A spirit of true beneficence,
Mirrors to a heart divine,
Bathing in her own shine.
Never really understood those,
Seem like petals of rose,
A never ending prose,
A gleem of light in my life,so morose,
A hope in sight,for the misery i chose,
Dipping into them ,my time froze,
Peeking into them,in infinity i doze,
Fretting into freedom i stose,
I pray for them to never close.
And my mind wanders into seemless facades,
I can see in that dim twilight,
An unforgettable sight.
Those twin gems with depths unknown,
An infinite abyss never shown,
A never ending spectre of joy,
With light of life in them so coy,
Escaping from reality,
One step closer to almighty.
In those depths of love,I see,
In those abodes of peace,I exist,
In those flowers of tranquility,I feel,
In those seas of music,I wander,
Free from the endless pains of life,
Free from my own rife.
Such is the power in those oceans of compassion,
They blur the very notion of emotion,
They touch souls,untouched,
Freeing spirits,unheard,
Letting them into the endless cypher,
Gifting them with pristine happiness,one could die for.
They speak words,never said,
They see things,never seen,
They show instances,never known,
Showing into the realm of me,
And into the paradigm of the free,
Away from all the misery,
Far from the dreary.
They took all my anguish away,
Waking me from my path astray,
They showed me the true,
The reality of life in brew.
A never ending trove of benevolence,
A spirit of true beneficence,
Mirrors to a heart divine,
Bathing in her own shine.
Never really understood those,
Seem like petals of rose,
A never ending prose,
A gleem of light in my life,so morose,
A hope in sight,for the misery i chose,
Dipping into them ,my time froze,
Peeking into them,in infinity i doze,
Fretting into freedom i stose,
I pray for them to never close.
