Angelic
My wide wild imagination often carries me there,
To that fantastic ethereal world of elegance;
Where those immaculate white beings, like goddesses care,
With meekness, patience, gladness, and heroic vigilance...!
Though I don't know the truth, faith, like the yeast in me ferments,
Thinking of glorious, gorgeous beings joyous I feel,
Might and immortality merges with frankincense scents,
My soul wrapped by spirits, I sing glory with zest and zeal...!
With Dominions, Cherubims, thrones, and Principalities,
Firmaments shine like lights of million suns and moons and stars;
Grace and grandeur, reign with love and less of legalities,
Breaking boundaries, my physique and psyche cross the bars...!
All existential crises of this mundane world will cease,
Rid of all pains and aches, I'll enjoy the heavenly peace...!!!
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