In the ink of time I immerse my seconds of liquid silver
In the ink of time I immerse my seconds of liquid silver,
the clocks with crystal tongues I lock in enchanted words,
to pierce into the cosmic chest of my astral non-being,
the star alphabet of existence that floats through the darkening ages.
on the magical Earth of angels who dance through the gates of the world,
the soul shines transparent through flesh of clear alabaster,
the silk knots of destiny unfold in rituals,
nightmares become dreams of rock crystal that gaze with golden eyes.
synthesizing the whole from essences, the pure beauty of mystery,
the diamond tear that flows slowly through blood of full moon,
the forgiveness that magically heals all the lost pilgrims,
the garden of memories that breathes perfumes of eternal rose.
the jade statue of infinity forged from marble dreams,
sapphire foundation of feelings that float in luminous ether,
the Orpheus who sings incantations for the world enchanted by notes,
my initiatic existence, populated by spirits of wisdom.
the angels dressed in robes of radiant aurora borealis,
dance ritually on the emerald stage of the sacred cosmos,
I, the one who receives revelation from the hidden mysteries of heaven,
my alchemical gift, the elixir that transforms everything into pure gold.
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