My burning soul
Full of dreams
Gently swims
Whithout whereabouts
Thrilled with impetuosity
I sing the enlightenment
Of being the assayed entity
For the Words of ravishment
Singing for no one
Brings everyword
Every effort worth
Than to choose only one
The path within,
True Light of the grimoire;
Life's ultimate soiree
Becomes, This Genesis
From Darkness itself
Becomes the sense of Myself
True inner lumen in exchange
Of the World's rough spelling.
Bruno Borin
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