Poetic Fantasy

Trial and Triumph

The cosmic vastness of abyss, eternally in labor,

is giving birth with great pain to darkness deep infernal,

yet nymphs with angels of pure light embracing life with fervor

in brilliant brightness of delight offer us life eternal.

The fountain of eternity, with crystal water flowing,

brings clarity into our hearts so full of good intentions,

in time and space, the godly soil, the seed is slowly growing

with given care and loving warmth throughout our dimensions.

The inner storm in heart and mind seems harsh and overbearing,

the lonely knight, as dusk is near, seeks comfort in his prayers.

His wisdom and enlightenment as mighty sword he’s carrying,

yet loneliness and solitude weighs much for heaven’s heirs.

the dragons breathing in our minds, uncertainty’s infection

the stormy sky of our thoughts, the mist of our emotion

transforms the beauty of our love into a vague reflection

a breath of this abysmal wind is breaking our devotion.

Our mission is a pilgrimage in truth’s most sacred temple,

we serve a holy purity, a power ruling forces,

offering brilliant sanctity through touch so sweet and gentle

amidst the wisdom waterfalls and love’s abundant sources.

The path is deeper still in us than what we had predicted,

the quenching essence of all things is sweet and magnetizing,

of heavens Adam was deprived, from innocence evicted,

but still the sirens guiding him are tender, mesmerizing.

Their song against the angels choirs in limbo drag the faithless

but cherubs weave their melody in glorious Godly favor

the shadows harsh with cruelty invisible and faceless

in wrath and evil wickedness the blood of infants savor.

Yet time is neigh to be revealed the deeper hidden substance

of things so ancient yet still new. The emptiness of idols

the lack of merit of the force so filled with painful absence

of anything benevolent and pure the being unbridles.

The darkness is unbearable and the opposing spirit

without shame from hearts of men just rips the joyous laughter,

the learned and the worldly sage this moment dread and fear it

but yet it always comes to us revealing the hereafter.

Is truly death to be revered as powerful a monster

that swallows life and earthly warmth from tender flesh so youthful,

or is our earthly life a dream so strange we think we master

that offers pleasure in exchange for godly love so fruitful?

Let’s lift ourselves from barren clay and fill our chest with freedom,

to ride on a winged horse, fly far beyond the senses,

allow our being to be quenched with nectar from the kingdom,

transcend all barriers of the flesh, the hindrance of the fences.

To be engulfed by love’s great sea, unlimited, eternal

and find the tenderness we’ve craved in Father’s love paternal.

The Fairy’s Lullaby

The fairy’s gentle lullaby will rock your cradle sweetly;

the silky whisper of her voice will sound to you alluring.

Her world of wonder and delight lies there in you so deeply.

How magical the sound of flutes, so soft and reassuring!

The transformation will begin your inner form revealing,

your wings will spread and lift you up to heavenly dimension,

you’ll find yourself before a throne of light and power kneeling,

intoxicated by the joy of pure imagination.

The clouds surrounding you so pure, the breeze with scent of flowers,

your senses drunken with the wine, your cup is overflowing,

engulfed entirely by the force of universal powers

remembering your deeper self, the highest truth now knowing.

The crystal brightness of the stars your hopes and dreams reminding,

their light quenches every thirst the shadows is dispersing,

you find yourself completely lost in glorious brilliance blinding

and, in delightful harmony, you’ll feel the angel’s blessing.

Unseen the vastness of that love creating in elation

all things and marvels of this world invisible unfolding,

up in highest canopy this glorious creation

your soul transcends the limited, the forms and shapes is molding.

The godly power is in you; the cosmic force of spirit

with wisdom deep and clarity is forming your existence.

Allow yourself to feel the warmth of godly grace and merit,

without fear to elevate yourself without resistance.

You’ll find your hidden melody, you’ll sing with voice of fairies

and free unbridled you will fly above all forms material,

as high as dragons in the night where light the darkness marries

and, free of body, you’ll ascend to a throne of gold ethereal.

you’ll feel your sacred heritage, and you’ll ascend to glory,

and every element in you will climb the highest mountain.

Oh, child of God, your blood will write your tale and mythic story

in heights of bliss and ecstasy, you’ll sense the eternal fountain,

You’ll taste the immortality of nature, deep and holy.

Your sword of light will rip the veil of sky and earth asunder,

you’re now mature and wise enough to feel the happy folly,

the magic so miraculous will fill your heart with wonder.

Turmoil and Peace

The cosmic seas tempestuous, the elements are wailing,

the horrid dragons of the depths are dragging ships to blackness,

and fiery clouds of smoke above the brilliant stars are veiling,

the night eternal filled with vast and endless dreaded darkness.

I see the dwarfs and wicked imps engulfed by dread eternal

tormenting shadows miserably so merciless and gruelling,

the jaws of Hades opening revealing doom infernal,

the prince of lies with iron fist the hellish legions ruling.

Archangels armed with swords of light in brightness full of beauty,

in blooming gardens ecstasy perfumed with scents of flowers,

the eons through the centuries perform their highest duty,

adorning heavens canopy with crystal sparkling towers.

On earth the merchants and the kings with golden crowns and riches

expand empires great and vast throughout the earthly surface,

the kingly power spreads so far, the edge of world it reaches,

and man engulfed by arrogance becomes so harsh and selfish.

The glorious palaces we’ve raised in time will be humbled,

the mighty and the powerful will age and die in hunger,

the wise old sage the prophecies and myths of old has mumbled

as nature falls in disarray and shakes from righteous anger.

The earthly knowledge of the flesh is glorified madness,

the idiocy of learned men stupidity and folly,

the cup of life is poisoning with mourning and with sadness

as man embraces wickedness and blasphemy unholy.

Contraptions technological the demons are producing,

to keep the simple and the pure in labyrinths confusing,

with substances the youthful minds experiences inducing,

with false reality of lies and dreams their lives infusing.

And yet a spark within the being is still untouched and hallowed,

as bright a light to warm the heart with tender sweet affection,

in joyous love and gentleness the Highest being it followed

achieving with His sanctity and grace a deep connection.

In secret gardens of the soul, a melody of wonder

will silence every bitter thought polluting our impulses

the deepest rhythm of the heart the sound of living pulses

will free us of the slavery and take us far and yonder,

remind us of our youthful dreams and give us wings of freedom

to elevate us innerly to God’s eternal Κingdom.

Our faith will bring a world to light, will give us direction

to raise whatever we “must” do to honest true intention.

Tomorrow

A gentle maiden pure and fair, a vision to behold,

my heart so laden by the love that’s yearning to be told.

My secret kept and guarded well and inner jubilation

as water flows from deepest well of ecstasy, elation.

The crystal crescent moon above accepting my confession,

an utterly fulfilling love in my imagination.

I touched her hair a fleeting night defying hesitation,

the purest nectar for a knight towards his destination.

I felt the breeze, the fragrant touch of secret satisfaction.

Oh, why I long for her so much yet fearing her reaction?

My lady has inflamed my heart, my sanity was taken.

So inexperienced in the art of love! Why am I forsaken?

How sweet her tender voice’s sound, her answer sharp as knife!

I feel my heart is dying, I’m bound to her for life.

And even if the night is cool and filled with magic wonder,

I feel so empty as a fool in woodland going yonder.

I wish a moment’s peace to find, yet ache from deepest yearning.

All this desire on my mind, my body slowly burning,

at times it feels as ecstasy a joy, superb elation,

at other moments falling into woe and desperation.

A foolish bard, a man of dreams, I hold harmonious lyre,

I see in wilderness the gleams of silver moonlight’s fire.

I seek a hope, a single gaze to shout my silent torment

outpouring all my youthful thirst, a dream awaking dormant.

My sighs of inner pain so vast, I can no longer bare,

no longer able to restrain I try my love to tear,

a slave obedient to her all filled with admiration,

her beauty graceful pure and fair an image of perfection.

Divinely brilliant chastity with all her reservation,

I see her godly sanctity and form with adoration,

I fall a beggar to her feet to find a trace of pity,

a wanderer in desert seek a refuge in her city.

A heavenly and loving gaze so magical entrancing

and I a lowly fool of sorts, a wretched jester dancing.

Yet somewhere in her cherished eyes I sense a shade of sorrow.

A hopeless fool, in vain I’ll try to gain her love tomorrow.

The Lady of the Lake

The gentle lady of the lake of dreams so sweetly blissful

still wrapped in her entrancing cloak by fairies weaved so slender

a gentle nymph ethereal sylph in moonlight brightness peaceful

intrudes into the shadow- realm the graceful moonlight maiden

the dwarven kingdom in the depths engulfed by furious fire

chaotic darkness of abyss unbearable unending

and all the angels of the air in battle dreaded dire

are fighting for the final time eternal unrelenting

yet she is still without remorse for this horrendous treason

her love for the demonic king of wickedness so dour

betraying all her old allies without a cause or reason

surrendering the tender child to his unholy power

the throne of winter empty still the heir is now a captive

and all the spirits of abyss are rising up to blame her

while all the forces of the earth and air remain inactive

too weak and feeble to take siege of power to reclaim her

The leaves so thick the canopy as silken curtains veiling

the scent of flowers in the air mysterious and enchanting

while the ancestral spirits come to haunt her deeply wailing

and dryads hidden in the barks of oaks are softly chanting

a force is now guiding her so deep in woods so ancient

so sacred or unholy yet immense in strength and power

to take her to the depths of soul eternal still and transient

with precious gifts of holiness the whole of being to shower

A strange warmth within her heart so lovely and comforting

a sweetness strange and still unknown is summoning her hither

no care is present still in her with spirits dark consorting

yet no more worry holds her back she feels light as a feather

she realizes suddenly her nature deep and hidden

she frees her conscience from the yoke and tyranny of remorse

how dear her deep desire feels so pure and yet forbidden

her heart so suddenly is back to youths eternal source

Ecstatically she feels transformed her dreamy sense of power

is changing her familiar form to godly immense a mountain

and yet so humbly still implores as timid as a flower

for just a moment to be quenched by love’s abundant fountain

The Breath of life

The clear brightness of the sky amazingly breathtaking

the breeze a spirit in the trees one note so sweet and mellow

amazing pure and wonderful the force in me is waking

the sun an eye heavenly and godly golden yellow

so many creatures great and small surrounding me and playing

a garden blooming filled with life a miracle created

I’m Adam free and innocent a child in Eden laying

with pleasure from the sweetest fruit and joy intoxicated

I am of man the purest form the mold and deeper essence

in me a world a land of dreams that yearns to be discovered

a vessel for the godly breath still filled with life’s quintessence

by wings of light so powerful of angels, kept and covered

the purest child’s simplicity in light and love unending

the precious gift of innocence a treasure of elation

how magical this feeling is my heart and soul transcending

into the cosmic source of bliss the source of satiation

I feel the godly force in me the prince of heaven’s kingdom

I wear my crown my scepter hold to rule over the powers

unseen invisible yet strong harmoniously in freedom

they raise the castle of my love with all its forts and towers

I feel a sentiment of joy the greatest satisfaction

I m yet a boy in brilliant light of my imagination

the strength of lions limitless is nothing but a fraction

of all my possibilities and guiding inclination

the serpent cannot touch me now I’m lord of fickle fate

a demigod amidst the gods an entity of perfection

so free I fly with wing of light with my eternal mate

my bride ordained to serve with me in heavens highest section

All life is sacred, holy pure a path for me to choose

all possibilities are there yet there is one superior

I have reclaimed my proper place and now I cannot loose

my triumph is a sweet return to soul’s unseen interior

to rediscover playful joy to be a perfect likeness

of God’s perfection infinite I’m thirsty for this gift

and in this place of bountiful ecstatic love and brightness

I fly again the whitest dove to mother’s nest so swift

The Eternal One

A gentle breeze a breath of God so filled with scent of roses

my spirit feels as if afloat on clouds of dreams and beauty

the Godly entity in me is waking and imposes

a mission filled with trials reminding me of duty

The radiant muse with charm divine a source of inspiration

is sternly leading me ahead so strictly uncompromising

and yet I’m gloriously fulfilled with hope and aspiration

my task may seem impossible yet Sun of truth is rising

mysterious depths of thought and mind as woods of contradiction

confusing labyrinths obscure with paths often misleading

resembling heavens corridors yet leading to extinction

with all that is unsavory destructive instincts feeding

the secret brilliance of the stars and wisdom pure and holy

by purifying all our minds of wickedness’s illusion

to ultimate perfection guides the whole creation solely

by use of all the force produced by this divine fusion

How gloriously this secret force of beauty and truth uniting

transforming all reality with this purification

of heart and spirit great and vast the fuel of life igniting

revealing every holy form still dormant in creation

It’s still a seed but soon it sprouts to split the lie asunder

an offer unexpected yet so real and vast it frightens

the weak of heart to turn away but as a light that brightens

for every man woman and child this world of glorious wonder

The miracle is that of love opposing forces binding

to wholeness and completes the joy of life that floats within

how patiently deflects the fear that mind and flesh is hiding

for their survival on this rock so fertile once and green

They loose from sight the heavenly incredible existence

the purest joy of ecstasy spiritual completion

one feels when this eternity condensed, a single instance

contains the whole immensity a joy with no depletion

when peace of spirit rich in wealth and magnitude amazes

and makes your heart so filled and bright with secret gems and treasure

your innermost and highest self into this light gazes

and sees the holy child within in bliss in heavens pleasure

the colors of eternal blooms and crowns of pearls and flowers

adorning early purity with glory faith and courage

the magic of eternal light entrusting us with powers

as we ascend with winged horse to attend the holy marriage

where sun and moon eternal lights in tender love fulfilling

will be as one under the sky the firmament, the ceiling

of temple high and heavenly for godly glory and might

to honor the Eternal Οne the source of love and light