Do you smell the fire?
It got up
Rose like a monster
Yet I rejoice
For the fire of freedom I forced
Creeped into the soul
Hovers around the heavens below
Fluttering it’s wings
On the sea above
A tailed shower uptorn
With scents of hues and wooing summer strife
Courage gathered
In beauteous time
Smelling limes
In unfolded mines
Of deep love
Gathered in a cave
Of spirit gleamed
Unmoved spine
Of smooth serpent
Thornless miles
Settled in crystal lakes
And shrines
Sweeped of glimmering tides
Swift ang bright
Shining light
In laughing cries
Befell lies
Vanished in roses
Petals stormed
To moon and sun
Flickering
Streams so tenderly light
Blow brooks
So volatile
Of joy that bursts
In this heart of mine.