Aram Sarian Poet Quatrain

Heavens Metals

Like a Golden Centaur One Step I Aspire High, 
45 on the Vert, from Earth to Heaven I Rise, 

Never Complacent, Swift Be Thy Soles, 
Swift Be Thy Illumined Soul, 

Upright Be Thy Lucid Bow, 
Up High like Djed Pillars, where Heavens Metals Forge, 

the Gold Illumined Dross, 
now I march up the High Road tramping with Thy High Spirit Horse

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Alison A Smith October 8, 2026 at 10:19 PM The paired lines give the poem a rhythmic sense of ascent, while the golden centaur, lucid bow and Djed pillars lend its spiritual journey a vivid, mythic character. The closing spirit horse carries that upward momentum into a stirring finish.