On the Crest of a Wave
I'm wave-surfing on the crest of the waves of love,
Philautia, philia, agape, storge, pragma,
Above all, the divine love that comes from above,
Which blazes me, with a warmth, warmer than magma...!
On one side I feel cool calmness caress within,
On the other side, I come across with power,
Am I changed? Am I, like a fish, breathing with fin?
A vigor and mighty force, on me, does shower...!
A magnetic vigor pulls me from all around,
It's, indeed, a heavenly celestial feeling,
Have I, in a magical middle world, got drowned?
In me is going on restorative healing...!
I am out from the waves; the energy, yet, rules,
Earthly and heavenly dynamism ever pools...!!!
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