Beneath a veil of mystery, where the arcane embraces our fate
Beneath a veil of mystery, where the arcane embraces our fate,
On wings of dreams, through white traveling stars,
Through the mist of time, lying impenetrable before us,
Echoes hide calls that seem to fling jewels of the night.
The music of the spheres, encrypted in the silence of the ever-mute heavens,
Breathes through us, a starry chorus, on notes of dazzling azure,
Of souls chain-linked in silver, transcending life's mystery,
In the ineffable labyrinth where destiny silently weaves lily and the murmur of ivy.
We wander through temples abandoned in the twilight,
Where the echo of time beats at gates of tears and prayer,
Walls of thought concealing unfathomable glimmers and ancient blooms,
That rise as signs of a path toward lofty inner realms, vibrant with hues.
A vigil of light, gifted with a veil of unspoken enigmas,
Touches soul vibrations that intersect with the divine and reawakens,
Our communion is a vein of eternity burning in sublime music,
The hidden treasure within us, a balm of past, present, and future intertwined.
In this new beginning, where the path and the traveler become one,
Like two flames that dance harmony in darkness without a shadow,
Discover my essence, a being from afar age, now near,
In the azure realm where the heart of love beats as one, to escape no more.
In the ancient temple of our slumbering souls, awaken me there,
Where celestial fluids flow, cosmos syrup in goblets of delicate alabaster,
The unending accolade of infinity, that envelops us, binds us, lifts us,
In the mystical silence that encompasses all, unfathomable, on a sublime realm.
Copyright ©
Dan Enache
|