Incarnate
I am the cascading radiance,
between apricot glows of gloaming,
when mauve mists shift,
mirroring sage seas of love,
I look beyond silvery skies
whilst selfless stars sprinkle,
sizzling streaks
of sunflower sparkles~
upon wrinkled waves of weariness.
It is in divine silence, I see
your seraphic silhouette~
incarnate elysian empires,
where rivers flow
in righteous rhythm,
awakening stainless
lotus rituals,
soaring amidst the ardent
ambience of butterfly bliss.
Now my heart twirls
to riveting themes,
captivated by the
charismatic credence
of your charming finesse~
swirling beneath paper balloons,
ornamented with pristine pansies,
to weave fuchsia faith with
dahlia dreams.
Yet, sometimes, I question
the eclectic light,
lulling my aching soul,
would life be a pensive pilgrim
without your angelic wings?
what if I had never found
the sanctified sanctuary,
shielded with golden gates
adorned in rose-pearl calligraphies,
would I then still be drowning,
alone, engulfed in fears?
For I’ve found scriptures of serenity
through carmine carvings
on the mystical walls
in your poetic palace,
there love is the
astral language of constellations,
guiding poignant peonies
to a holistic sphere of artistic healing.
So tonight, I’ll unlock
cosmic windows to
the root chakra,
where you are the
enlightened king,
and your altruistic anthem,
rings musically
like soothing singing bowls,
echoing forgiving heartbeats,
and I, will remain faithfully
engrossed eternally,
like petals blossoming
within your gardenia grace.
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