my home
my island
my ark my reserved castle of light
my temple of love
where man ascends to the heights of the paths of the
poet here
in the house of my spirit far from the bustle world my
soul desires 1
the bliss of the starry ether ascends to it
in the night my ancient spirit
wanderer the starry and with the flash of a light
candle
I take off I am in the frosty darkness and rising
to the heavens with a winged spark, disembodied,
I listen with my heart to the voices of the forces of the heavenly hierarchy,
the world is revealed to me and there
is no counting and there is no limit to
everything that is hidden for the time being from the ardent feelings of the
soul and body, the
house in the middle fading in the light is a
reserved monastery and by itself illuminated in the
past centuries the savior rushes to her with
my heart and there is no obstacle on my way
there my family is waiting for me there my father’s house
where everyone is happy to see me where the features of the soul are transformed from the excess of beauty
and from the divine light the
overworked poet
ice ride constellations and comets of the guests of the
monastery the eternal me I turn into a
mountain light and become a
dear milky one and there is no end to me, I am
here in the radiance of the Father’s glory, a servant of the
universal ring, a link in the chain of cosmic
powers, I
stand with the boundless ones who bring
good gloom into the world and in the crucible of my heart
I insert eternity into infinity and in the
morning in the haze blue, like a
young god, declaring the universe as myself, I descend
into the world to an earthly home
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