Through the night's veil, in whispers, I moved my steps along

Through the night's veil, in whispers, I moved my steps along, Somewhere, a light within the darkness, sparked a straight and fiery throng, The secret of time, always hidden beneath pointless reprimands, A rebirth of hopes destroyed by the pride of ancient commands. Never was I loved for who I am, without others in sight, For the wild thought that I live, an echo in the void so bright, I was forbidden to reach out toward my own horizon's glare, Life woven in shades of achievements and bitter failures bare. In the daylight with a clear brow, I was asked to shine, To assure the world that I am a warrior, amongst successful kind, Joy was mine only when the fruits of labor showed their face, And fortune spun capriciously, dancing on fate's matte base. Suddenly, the heavens opened, and a freedom unseen burst, Hitting the cage, with unfettered wings, in the air, I thrust, I wrenched myself from self-imposed chains, a tacitly accepted servitude, The rage of recognizing my own power, from the dungeon I elude. A key I found, furtive, hidden in simplicity's code cracked wide, It was to look deep into myself first, to dare towards truth with stride, My eyes entered the soul, not to merely skim the surface, Not to sit on the edge while the profound heart of life does throb and pace. Towards the essence that knows no bounds, the heart of 'now' in eternity, I drank from the profound enigma and embraced my own odyssey, I came to know the language of infinity, with my being's fiber in tune, Alchemical essences blending, in a cosmic symphony immune. I carry in my heart the universe, a cosmos of stars and times, Not confined by matter, I wander free through feelings and through primes, I live in every fragment of life, not just man, but in thought and flower, My measure is not form or face, but the essence of creation's power. Without the forms or names that separate, without distinctions that estrange, For a moment, I transform, into the universe, in every cell that stands the watch. Standing at the edge of differences, I extract an unseen strength, Enveloped in the mystery of this force, a world is born in every heart.