Act I – Journey of Souls

Salomeea Romanescu

 

Preamble – Chorus

 

Light from Light

1.Beings of light know they are light.

Beings of light, rainbow body and mind,

Rainbow emotion, rainbow sensation.

Beings of light are unique light.

 

Rainbow beings, rainbow feeling,

Rainbow perception, rainbow image,

Rainbow beings, all things rainbow,

Thoughts of light, rainbow energy.

 

Rainbow beings, rainbow matter,

Thoughts of light, living plasma light rainbow…

Rainbow beings of rainbow rays,

Body of light, all existence rainbow.

 

Rainbow beings know… everything is transformation,

Harmony of spirit beats in the Lotus flower.

 

2.From the Lotus Flower

Love is a gold drop from the inkwell,

The seed, passion ink,

From the living flower, a kiss of union,

Golden lips of the heart, alive they fly.

 

Through the spiral portal we absorb the gentle song,

Breathing sonnets from the Lotus flower,

The Holy Spirit, the Seed inspires us,

Golden breasts wave, caressing the mind.

 

The eye of the wave flows from my dharma,

On the eye of the spirit on the spiral of Olympus.

Stop the moment in sacred time now.

My hourglass caught in Lotus karma.

 

Spirit, Soul, Mind alive and restless,

Heart flying on wings.

 

3.Lotus Flowers Grow

In the garden, fruit of my soul,

Lotus flowers of pure Humanity grow,

Their fragrance is alive joy…

I watered them with tears, in hardship.

 

I always squeeze new verses from their nectar.

Spirals of gold travel in pairs,

In the tunnel of love, green dreams grow,

Joys that they share equally as two.

 

They are Lotus flowers gathered from quasar,

At dawn of Aton, in the coolness,

To sneak deep into the heart…

For they are from Olympus, nourished by live longing.

 

To reach the golden heart,

Through sacred myrrh, eternal fear is banished.

 

4.The Tree of Life

On the Mother’s old Ram of Life,

Fractal, flower of life and light,

Mother holds it close to her serene breast,

Breastfeeding Horus, when we were all Cub.

 

Little Horus laughs lively and wise,

Drinking life water from light,

Horus is our last star root,

From which we weave eight cells of memory…

 

Listen to how the sonnet waltzes in the flower,

How from the leaf Aton sings our dream,

The broken crown is Amon’s boat,

Mathematics inspire the duet.

 

Isis and Horus prophesy a new sonnet…

From Ra’s eye, Osiris is created.

 

5.Seed of Life

On the fractal of life by the Merkaba river,

The tree, seed of life, dances gracefully,

Mother waltzes with Osiris at her breast,

Nurturing the grain… a dream of the stream.

 

The living tree laughs… through unspoken words,

The flower of life drinks in the light,

The seed is the only root star,

From it we remember the Merkaba…

 

I listen as the sonnet dances in the tree,

As from the leaf they squeeze on Aton’s lips,

The crown in bloom is in Amon’s boat,

The flower is the mouth that tastes the duet.

 

Isis and Horus prophesy a new sonnet…

From Ra’s Eye, cube, toroid, we conceive.

 

6.Unique Toroid

On the ancient Mother’s branch of the tree of life,

The lotus, flower of life, sways gently,

Mother nurses the soul at her breast,

Watering the tree… I was cube, toroid.

 

The sun sings… Oum… so wise,

The lotus of life tastes the light softly,

The flower is our divine star soul,

From it we forever squeeze sonnets of memory…

 

I listen as the sonnet dances in the Spirit,

As from the seed the spirit breathes again on Aton,

Lotus crown in Amon’s boat,

The flower in my soul inspires the poet.

 

Isis and Osiris prophesy a new spirit…

From Ra’s Eye, we create a new poem.

 

7.The Unique Wave

The undulation of humanity is one,

The waves of the universe undulate.

Humanity undulates gently,

Following the fates gently…

 

The waves of utopias amaze…

The undulation of humanity is one,

The unique wave of destinies woven by shadows,

Following the destined uniqueness,

 

The undulation of unity is unique.

Gigantic waves undulate astonishingly

Gigantic universes, gently,

Amazingly, the Unique ascends gently,

 

The utopian wave amazes.

Unique and singular, waves of universes,

The astonishing wet utopia.

 

8.The Ballad of Gentleness… Blessed

The church’s Bing-bang rings Bing-bang!

The church, Buddhism, Brahmanism,

The boat of churches rings Buddhism.

Brahman, Buddha, the church in the boat of Bing-bang!

 

Brahman, Buddha, the church is joy!

Brahman’s blessings ring,

The blessing of Baha’ism rings,

Baha’Úlah, Brahman, Buddha is joy!

 

The bubbles of the churches ring, blocking,

The gentle breeze of Baha’Úlah embroidered,

The ballad of gentleness, blessed…

The bubbles of the biblical Bing-Bang block!

 

The Bible, the Bing-bang brings joy to the Baha’is,

Buddha, Brahman bless the Baha’is!

 

9.To Him, Aton Speaks

The tree of life with mother’s living branch

Swings the seed and the flower of my life

As Ra’s thought unwinds its journey rife

In Isis’ dawn, I was a living stance

 

Life’s flower with water’s word entwined

On life’s song, light’s murmurs sway

Peace’s root intoxicates life’s way

Lips kiss the petals of the singing mind

 

Life’s leaf sings peace, Shalom’s delight

Life’s flower’s sonnets bring us to bliss

Through peace, the flower swallows war’s hiss

The flower’s mouth, the petal of Aton’s sight

 

Isis and Osiris, through Horus unite

From Ra’s eyes, peace’s seed takes flight

 

10.The Torus of the Universe

Tor of attractions that repel in flight

Double spirals float in eternal sight

Opposing senses keep balance right

Light touches the cube with desire’s might

 

Strings scatter golden vibrations’ gold

From new worlds, from a different land

From which metaphors of longing expand

In our eyes, new times and spaces unfold

 

Vortex, torus, without any stop or block

Waste rays into infinity’s abyss

From the flower’s lips, the budding sun’s bliss

To flower new petals from the cloud’s lock

 

Torus, spiral, fractal cube of forever

From infinite longing, eternally clever

 

11.The Vortex of Life

Tor of attractions, eternally repelling

Double spirals, forever telling

Opposing senses, balance compelling

Ankh’s light, eternal flight’s compelling

 

Strings scatter petal vibrations’ gold

From a different world, a different word

From life’s flower, new metaphors stirred

Constellations in the spiral’s hold

 

Vortex, torus, flying without end

Life’s flower scattering infinity’s ray

From the flower’s lips, the sun’s budding display

To bloom in the cube, new views to send

 

Torus, spiral, from new fruits of eternity

From the new grain of life, living brilliantly

 

12.The Cube of the Universe

Tor of attractions, repelling in flight

Double spirals float in eternal sight

Opposing senses keep balance right

Light touches the cube with desire’s might

 

Strings scatter golden vibrations’ gold

From new worlds, a different land

From which metaphors of longing expand

In our eyes, new times and spaces unfold

 

Vortex, torus, without any stop or block

Waste rays into infinity’s abyss

From the flower’s lips, the budding sun’s bliss

To flower new petals from the cloud’s lock

 

Torus, spiral, fractal cube of forever

From infinite longing, eternally clever.

 

13.The Spiral of Life

Loops of attraction, forever repelling

Double spirals that remain eternal

Opposing directions balance us subtly

From the Ankh, I take eternal flight.

 

Cords scatter vibrations of petals

Snowing from another world, in another word

From the Flower of Life, metaphors churn

I sip constellations from the eye of the spiral.

 

Spirals in a whirl, flight without restraint

Flower of Life, a grain from infinity

From flower lips, the restrained Sun of Man

To bloom in the spiral of restlessness.

 

Whirl, spiraled, from the fruit of new eternities

From a new grain, peace will shine.

 

14. Romboid of Eternities

.Cords scatter vibrations of petals

Snowing from another world, treasures of thought.

From the Flower of Life, metaphors churn

I sip constellations from the eye of the spiral.

 

Spirals in a whirl, flight without restraint

Flower of Life, a grain from infinity

From flower lips, the greenish Sun of Man

To bloom in the spiral of restlessness.

 

Whirl from a rhombus, without restraint, you sip longing

You always scatter rays into infinity

From flower lips, a budding sun.

To bloom new petals from the cloud.

 

Whirl, spiraled, fractal rhombus of eternities

Longing for infinity, it will always shine.

 

15.Merkaba of the Universe

Whirls of attraction, flying away through repulsion

Double Merkabas through eternal flights

Opposing directions keep balance in us

From the Cube, I touch the light in flight.

 

Cords scatter vibrations of light

From the unique new, from another new land

From which Merkabas churn in dreams

I sip new time-spaces from the eye of the spiral.

 

Vortex, circle, without restraint, you sip longing

Scatter spheres into infinity

From flower lips, a budding sun.

To bloom new petals easily.

 

Icosahedron rhombus of eternities

From infinite longing, it will shine forever.

 

16.Ankh of Life

Attractions of the torus, eternally repelling

Double spirals that remain eternal

Opposing meanings, balance sifts through us

From the Ankh, light touches the eternal flight.

 

Oval of petals, vibrations abound

From another world, the cross snows in the cube

From the Flower of Life, rhythms through tubed verse

Constellations drink from the eye of the spiral.

 

Drill, torus, flight, desire without restraint

Tree of Life, power from infinity

From lips of flower, sun in bud.

To bloom in Ankh, tor of visions.

 

Ankh, Spiral, from the fruit of new eternities

From the new grain, life will shine.

 

17.Tetrahedron Stars

Cube of attractions, repelling through flight

Double cubes unite through desire, eternal

Opposing meanings, balance always seeks us

From Cube, I kiss the sphere in flight with desire.

 

From Dodeca, Icosa in golden vibrations

From another cube, Tetrahedron star

Sonnets churn from Octahedron desire

Through the eye of the spiral, new time-spaces are absorbed.

 

Vortex, star, without restraint, sorb desire

For Tetrahedron stars from infinity

From lips of flower, sun in bud.

To bloom again, traveling in the cube.

 

Tetrahedron star, fractal of eternities

Desire from infinity, forever shining.

 

18.Column of Infinity

Loop in attractions, eternally repelling

Double spirals search for the eternal

Opposing meanings, balance always sifts through us

From Ankh, I take the eternal flight of light.

 

I absorb torus, rhomboid of petal vibrations

From another world, the flower of the word snows

From the Tree of Life, my verses churn

I see connotations through the eye of the column.

 

Spirals in circles, flight without restraint

Flower of Life, seed of infinity

From lips of flower, enchanted Sun Egg.

To bloom in the column of unrest.

 

Rhombus, Spiral, from the fruit of new eternities

From the column, peace will shine.

 

19.Infinite Rhomboid

Strings emit sounds of petals, vibrations

From another world, treasures of thought rain down

Through the Tree of Life, laws connect heaven and earth

I smell sensations through the eye of the spiral.

 

Flight of torus rhomboid, without restraint

Flower of Life, grain of infinity

From lips of flower, OM Sun in green.

To bloom in the spiral of great peace.

 

You waste, without restraint, sorbing desire

Golden ratio, love in infinity.

From circles of flower, sun in bud.

Twin pyramids fly into infinity.

 

Pyramids in rhomboid of eternities

Desire of infinity will always shine.

 

20 -.”Eyes of a Tornado”

You are a soul, inspiring dreams when you stand in your sphere

Desiring to become the bull of your destiny,

A new source of peace in the midst of love,

You begin to attract all that is offered to you.

 

You are a soul, exhaling wonder when you extinguish living fires

From the spiral of eyes in the waterfall,

A star of David, in a dream you fly easily,

When you hear the peace in the tornado’s buds.

 

You are a soul, breathing the peace of a hermit

Reborn, you touch its vibrant strings

The spark of love never fades

Flying happily on the star of peace.

 

You are at peace if your soul sings

If the love around you is holy.

 

21.”I Love Peace”

You have seen in my gentle soul

How love reigns everywhere

I love because destiny wanted it so

That sings in my eternal, lively dance.

 

You are the sublime goal towards which I fly

Dreaming of a Lotus, a pacifist flower,

I love as long as there exists

A drop of divine commandment in my heart.

 

You are passion in my arteries, constantly igniting,

Burning essences in drops of poetry,

I love the golden ratio, symphony

When through spirit David’s star wanders.

 

I love because Ra, the Sun, wanted it so

To make the Lotus flower bear fruit in my dream.

 

Prelude

Author – The vortex of the flower of life

I. Verse drop

Today, the extinguished quill sparks again in my hand

And beats in it every thought, like the pulse of a wave…

No force from my soul has pulled out the ink.

In my heart, I soak it straight into the blood of the wound.

 

I write to you, but suddenly a world overwhelms me;

Like in the pure plasma droplet, in every verse drop,

The entire universe is crowded, trying to fit in,

From which your immortal name blossoms.

 

From thought to song, revealing the secret in flight,

The pen hits the paper stars…

But it stopped groaning with a proud smile.

“Oh, who wants to wear the sonnet as soon as possible?”

 

Boastful, concealed in the garb of prophecy,

My sadness flies to you, bringing joy…

 

II. The flower of life…I sip

I will search for you entirely, the Unique One,

Hey, Lotus Flower, sing to me, where do I see you?

At least for a day, I want to love you!

Or maybe the Universe will help me…

 

I will search for you through stars…sipping shine,

On a much-dreamt galaxy,

Sought through the spiral eye

Maybe I will find you in a droplet of love!

 

I will search for you through space and time,

Through pulsars, quasars, Moon, or Sun,

Until I meet you, my hope will not die!

If it is spring, in spirit, I fly through Olympus in winter!

 

I want to have you by my side,

To see how my life is if I sip you!

 

III. Like the flower of life

As the Lotus flower shines

And reminds us of its destiny

Or through a dream, it reveals our purpose.

So the spirit flies valiantly…

 

A soul, Ra, how much can it endure

The emptiness felt, what will fill it?

Who will know the answer to the question?

Filled with longing, how much can it wait?

 

A spirit, Ra, how much can it hope?

Will the sucked void fill it?

Who will know the answer to the question?

Filled with flight, it cannot wait!

 

As the flower of life unites us,

So does Aton prophesize sonnets…

 

 

Prologue in Heaven

Aton-Isis, Twin Flames

The masculine and feminine forces of the Universe Shiva-Shakti

IV. Let the Twins Find Each Other

The twin is the sacred goal of nature:

Drawn to it, beyond spaces,

The stars in the sky waltz in constellations…

My boat takes the Nile in its breast, to let the twins find each other,

 

Like life towards the sun, I reach out to you

With my apple eyes, dizzying with sap;

Every verse I write is a kiss.

In the meshes of adoration, I ignite you with desire,

 

Sweet victims of the tender law,

Love does not seek random forms:

If I had not been Ra, would you have chosen me?

Why do you leave me? Do you tear yourself away and release yourself?

 

Split in two and in the whirlwind of consumption,

How can I still be the God of love?

 

Aton – the source, the creator

V. Where do you come from, Man? Who are you?

Let me tell you who you are, where you come from.

The star’s shell that you carry with you

You suck its essence and emptied me of yourself.

You taste my living splendor and goodness;

 

Spiral eyes, you are the dear gaze,

I fly from the body, a dizzying vortex dance,

Lips, sea-flower, you are their kiss,

Breasts, the taste, their entire form.

 

You are the “heart that beats slowly,”

Not an unexplored thought woven from delusions

You are the soul’s hidden form through thoughts

From squeezed out unearthly tears.

 

With all that I have gathered from you pure, I, the God,

Have created you differently, but I am your spirit.

 

Prologue on Earth

The poetess – I am the Universe

VI. Divine Rays in a Kiss

I taste the fruit, not the flower, gold would seem to me…

If I explore the origin of light,

My soul, my spirit, the thought of my heart

Would seem a thousand times heavier than my pen,

 

I sing the nothingness from which I came

And, the infinity to which I submit,

My lord, chosen, crowned with glory:

The zero from divine rays in a kiss.

 

You are the purest flower of my life

In your desire to be loved

Adored, inseparable lover.

Not just a friend of heavy passions.

 

The emptiness full of thoughts, feeling, dream, longing,

He, the creator of all forever.

 

Artist – I am the field of consciousness

VI. In my shell

A feast of delights, of kisses

The glory of love is not indulgence,

But the intertwining of secret longing with expectation.

My spirit is in a world without embraces.

 

I adore you with the same longing that overpowers me,

With restraints, asceticism, and ecstasy;

Love is not water to swell you in the wind.

The globes are free; in the trap, the pure blood…

 

I didn’t write to you, like them, on silver or delicacies

With noisy burnings, disguised;

Mystery sonnets petrified with passion.

With my spirit, it sparks and ignites…

 

In my hidden shell, without breath,

There is the suffering of my pearl.

 

Actor – I am you

VIII. I am your reflection from the white abyss

What use would spirit, poetry serve me…

If you could fly with the cold star sparkles,

The wings of my spirit are burdens,

Their fluttering in symphonic rhythm.

 

The intention from your heart expressed,

Is my law of pure and heavy gold;

Genial father of my genius.

I am your reflection, Cosmos, born,

 

Mists without time let us be swallowed…

From the white abyss, a late flame;

Growing our poetry’s mystery,

Eternal, the whole world will be amazed,

 

By the love planted in our minds, ardor,

Secretly, from a hidden father, the flower’s fruit!

 

Poetess – I am the world’s rhythm

IX. Through you Ra

Spring beats in our hearts!…

The mystery of the world, Ra, is in your eyes,

We light a new sun on your ancient paths…

From the flower of life, Ra, a fractal sun.

 

Is it the flutter of eyelids or the live butterfly of Isis?

Is it Her hand? Or a white dove?

A red raspberry is Her mouth,

A slender trunk with apples is Her youthful body…

 

Through you, I understand the whole nature,

The entire order of the universe,

Your white foot that steps on the water as it moves,

Your snake that swallows the boat endlessly,

 

Snow, flowers, fruits spread on its way,

In turn, submitting to His eternal rhythm!

 

Artist – I am the subtle intention

X. Sit beside me, on the throne for eternity! (To the poetess)

Only friendship doesn’t want us anymore,

My swift feeling is a tsunami.

You dripped my desires into love,

A love that began as a mountain and an ocean…

 

A whirlwind that turned a hut into a palace,

And you, through magic, into a princess;

Wearing a scepter of dreams and poetry,

I found in me Herod the King,

 

You, Salome, dance for me today,

With the spirit of all-conquering beauty!

Quench my only thirsty desire;

My entire kingdom I offer to you.

 

Don’t ask me for John’s head on a platter;

Sit beside me, on the throne for eternity!

 

Poetess — I am Infinite Light, Love

XI. Infinite longing

My eternal egg turns into a diamond;

Through the heat in turmoil, cube of poetry,

It shines as a living source of eternity,

Resounding forever my sonnet in the void…

 

I turn the egg into a united eye, like a precious gem,

That burns coldly in its inner play:

The fire of the source no longer sleeps within me.

Since the creation of the world, suddenly,

 

A seed that hides the virtues of essence;

A diamond that burns the seed of disease…

Cut a window in the walls of existence,

To let immortality enter with its spirit.

 

A diamond-tipped drill flying through verses

Infinite longing, my beloved, for you.

My love extends in space and time;

Yours lies on a field without borders:

 

In my love, eternity is a kiss

For women, dogs, princes or gods from Olympus.

 

Act I – From his lute Aton poured sonnets – Brotherhood would be

Aton – If “mine” and “yours” were to disappear, Hathor, Isis, Eve, Mithra, Shakti

“His Aton’s prophetic Sonnets – of Golden Age

If it were in the world for aeons to be blessed,

It could still be ours once again,

For every buried thing is resurrected,

And like a circle, it returns to the matrix.

 

With much perfidy, the fox denies these things,

Although the Almighty Lord can change everything,

Heaven could become earth’s pleasure!

Brotherhood would be, not dreadful empires,

 

Blind love would gain sight,

The sacred grove adored by us would grow,

And a common longing would be written.

And ignorance would perish under knowledge.”

 

If “mine” and “yours” were to disappear, what is

Now crowned with great honor.”

 

Scene 1 – Forces of Nature

 

Chorus

Kepri, Ra, Atun-Aton

XII. Where are you going, oh man? You lamb, where do you come from?

Who are you? Who will you be?

“The earth seems to know its path,

Moving forward, it follows its own dance,

In which it is entwined with the Sun God

And its planetary siblings, in your dance.

 

While time still sang its song

With eternity. And the Sun God

Seems to know his path on the Nile of the Sky

Through the womb of Hathor filled with stars.

 

All seem to know their place, their veins

Leading to the heart where the wave takes them.

The rivers seek out the ocean,

The sea, the lakes to drink their waters.

 

The glaciers seek refuge in the river,

The rains, the Earth to fertilize it.”

 

Aton – The feminine creative force – Beauty

XIII. Through the ages’ world, the dance of the Eves

You resemble a spring,

Are you the gentle moon?

Through the noise of time, you gaze upon it.

The storm, the buds of May, shatter.

 

The golden spiral eye far away,

Often loses its golden color.

Through the course of Isis and of change.

All that is beautiful, departs from her.

 

May your beauty never be wasted

Eternally giving it as a shield.

Don’t lose your voice to nothingness,

For in its shadow, you will never fly.

 

As long as the Eves dance under the stars,

You will live in my sonnets.

 

Actor – The feminine force is love, Hathor, Isis, Shakti, Eve…Mithra

XIV. Love is the seed of eternity.

I struggle to extract love from my lustful body.

So that my eyes will no longer taste it, my mouth will no longer feel it,

I will unveil it from the flesh, like slag from the sun;

I will tear it from the trap of earthly passion,

 

An eternal union of two fine rays.

I will adore you in spirit; I will only choose your soul

But as you appear, my whole being takes shape

Becomes eyes, chest, arms swallowed by you,

 

Once again, transience opens its abyss in me.

A toucher of desires, once again at your feet;

A snowball on the footsteps of flames, like in hell,

I turn, waltzing in the flesh, only the dream hurts.

 

Love pouring through dreams,

Isis, Mithra, the seed of eternity from flesh.

 

XVI. Eternal love through dreams

In my magical dream Ra appeared to me,

He sang and danced with me,

His thoughts frolicked with worry inside.

I painted a kiss on his peaceful forehead.

 

We merged alive on his bed of flowers,

He flew with weeping wings

From his Isis, Gentle Tears,

We conceived Homo from the fliers.

 

Souls in a boat, Ra happy,

Isis on the full moon, they drink stars,

Journey in my dreams.

I sing of the OM through a tranquil dance.

 

In my soul, the Divine Star remained,

With its tears of Light.

 

Poetess – Human conceived from Isis and Ra’s tears on Earth.

 

XVII. From the tears of longing, the immortal Ra

In my magical dream Ra appeared to me,

He sang and danced with Himself,

Thought-heart bathed in Good.

I sculpted a kiss on his peaceful forehead.

 

Alive, we merged on his bed of tremors,

He painted me with weeping wings

From his Isis, Gentle Tears,

We conceived the Human-longing from the fliers.

 

Souls in a boat, Ra pursued

By Isis on the full moon – the serpent,

Journey in my enchanted verse.

I sing of the Human-longing through living magic.

 

In my soul, the Divine Star poured out,

From celestial tears, longing for Light.

 

Atum – the feminine power of the serpent.

XVIII. Fly, Isis, to the boat that drowns me…

With my heart in spirit, I give birth to your inspiration…

A traveler through the boat drawn by stars

On his Osiris held through hard Nights

From my burning heart, he squeezed them to string them for you

 

At the secret wedding, vividly sculpted,

Love led us to Eternity,

To bind intertwined souls:

You accompanied me, flying with me once.

 

The dead pull our boat, the Nile is dry,

Bitter Nights, Ra’s eyes insomniac,

I am overwhelmed at the portal of the caves.

Fly, Hathor, to the boat that drowns me…

 

Beloved, fly, come save us

Before your snow serpent swallows me.

 

Ra – the feminine power of the creator serpent.

 

XIX. Ra rises from the shadow of time

Your gentle voice of souls is silent,

Isis lulls me with the wind through the boat

I hear your Serpent sipping

Spit out at dawn, I will dissolve again!

 

You will enliven the gentle ray of night

With the lively eyes of your soul, of peace

You rose from the shadow of time that lies

So that I can feel your courage, you will float as in a dream

 

Ra descends again, close, closer,

Shining again, smiling over my life,

To feel my golden shivers on my face

With my rays kissing my eyelids,

 

Show me your love in sunrise!

Forever spit out by the serpent, adorer!

 

Atum – the feminine power of the Colibri’s love.

Atun – the feminine power of love of the hummingbird

XX. The journey of the souls towards immortality

With your face in my spirit, I give birth to what you inspire…

Like a flying writer of starry verses

We dance out those verses through heavy Nights

From my burnt heart, I squeeze them to string them for you

 

At the secret dinner, the painted one

Love took us into Eternity,

To bind intertwined souls:

They left me, flying away with you once.

 

Grayness covers us in mud,

Bitter nights of thoughts and insomnia,

Alone, I lie down on the slopes of oblivion.

Fly, Isis, from the playful boat…

 

My love, fly and come to see me

Before the snowy mountains cover me.

 

Scene 3 From Ra’s tear, the healing of immortality

Actor – Through the power of Jaguar’s healing

XXI. Your living soul’s dwelling place

My beloved, with a twisted soul

Deeply hidden in the labyrinth of the flower of life…

Hungry for the spirit of youth’s glory…

An unforgiving Minotaur reigns,

 

Heroic sons, thrown as prey to the beast…

All perish in its dark secrets,

I join the mirages and shadows,

Descend, but without fear into its vortex.

 

You are my Ariadne and you give me a thread

From your thousands of hair, a living guide;

To hide myself more enslaved to you only;

And not to escape, I hold it, I unravel it,

 

Your living soul’s dwelling place, I chose it,

And I swear I’ll never leave your mind.

 

Artist – The power of spiritual peace for healing

XXII. The healing of peace

Crushed world under the plague’s teeth,

From the heart of Thebes’ ancient heritage,

The crown of kings, taken only by deceit,

Sold, with difficulty, for only two silver coins.

 

On the Nile’s water, the good Goddess

Torrent of living magnet tears, ruins,

Sprinkles plasma of peace towards the good,

Thoth brings healing from the moon!

 

And the Goddess drinks in the sucked words

From the labyrinth, the bloody exit…

The bars of the living Dreams are broken,

The tears of the gods are sucked into words,

 

The divine flies towards someday,

The light of worldly peace is not dead.

 

XXIII. From the Word of Mercy arisen, Isis, Ra!

The drops of mercy heal the plague,

Compassion poured only by Christ,

In the soul, stormy words shine,

In Spirit I sing gently, Sun and Moon.

 

Beautiful words of mercy would save us,

Tears of Ra would melt lies,

We believe the Word, which gives the pledge,

That we see the light in the darkness.

 

From Isis, Ra’s boat carries spirit

Likewise, mercy’s oar strikes the heart,

Through the journey, it is healed.

Sodom, Gomorrah, swallowed by fire,

 

By the Holy Spirit, we are saved

From the mercy of tears arisen!

 

XXIV. Of immortality, the Egg, beloved Ra, is the word

Of immortality, the Egg, beloved, is the word?

Eternity hides in the middle of a moment?

From the Egg that preserves a high flight of wings

The Seed of immortality takes off in glory;

 

It was enough a word, God Ra, the messenger of liberation,

Time-space was broken; kept prisoner

Through its golden waves, to sip it from the sky,

Spiraled out of rays, alive, the Tear of love.

 

Equal in Goodness and Genius from the Mother,

Only Ra put these sacred keys in our souls

We unlocked portals of eternal ideas;

Liberated from supreme matrices, calling us

 

From the forms of love, from the First Ray,

To melt through angelic Totality.

 

XXV. From the tears of divine rays

I adore you like the divine ray

You are my heart of golden spirit

You are my moon of silvery night

You are the white, vibrant flame of light,

 

I love you like the spiral through fate,

I sip the boat that struggles between waves.

Wind from the gifts of souls,

I absorb your starry eyes from death,

 

That laugh at me from the eyes of the ray of light.

In their waltz towards the sea of stars,

Tears of love burn from heavy longings.

We desire to be the divine ray.

 

You bind my words with a regal aura.

That makes my tearful eyes fruitful!

 

Scene 4 – From the Word of Love pours sonnets

Artist – Aton, Sun and Moon – the spirit of Hummingbird

XXVI. Let us believe in the Word, the heart of Ra!

The plasma droplets heal our plague,

Peace is only dripped by Christ,

In spirit, tumultuous words ripple,

In the Soul, gentle dance, the Sun and Moon.

The tornado of words would calm down

Like the serpent of the World, and would sip from the moon

Let us believe in the Word, which promises

That we see the little light in the Darkness.

 

Like a mother who soothes us in her lap

So Isis bathes the sifted heart,

In live tears, it will be healed.

We float over golden waves, aiming,

 

A poem of the Holy Spirit is saved

Through the peace of the Word absorbed!

 

Poetess – peaceful Soul tamed by hummingbird

XXVII. Burn them in Ra’s heart

You attract the profound thoughts towards you,

You penetrate them with thousands and thousands of meanings from your flight,

Symbolically, you hide them deeply in meanings,

You, peaceful Soul tamed by violins…

 

Your heart is agonized, clenching your teeth…

If you see emerald words, luminous

Blue lotus flowers, precious Ra,

It is in vain if you don’t feel them!

 

You deceive yourself cruelly with my tablets,

In your Spirit, burning flowers of jade, hot,

You sip them, smell them, but you also lie bitterly,

A heart sucked from stardust!

 

Be wise, if you want to comfort me,

Burn them in Ra’s heart, until you breathe your last!

 

Actor – In the beginning was the Word or the Silence?

XXVIII. His Majesty Ra’s Word

In the beginning was the Word or the Silence?

It is not the first silence of the Uncreated,

Mystery, the incarnated word is ours…

Presence, mystery, whose face was shaped.

 

Connected to a form of solitude,

Profound from the perfect silence,

The silence with its climax of pleasure

Of the music of the spheres, beatitude.

 

There are more words in the Self’s silence

The sacred silence does not deny the word

It is the last song and the mute dance of the word.

Silence opens the way of transcendence

 

Sacredness, the presence from the Tomb

Of His Majesty’s Word, purification.

 

Artist – Ra’s prophetic sonnets – Ra is ME

XXIX. Come back Ra, crowned in the Soul

Do not beat Ra, in closed Palaces,

There, Greed reigns,

Not only Pride and not only Vanity

Have good desires and dreams like you.

 

If they are hungry, do not beg for mercy

For the beggars who are thirsty!

Only wealth without souls

You will find around Kings.

 

Do not beat Ra, crowned in the Spirit,

Nor to the spirits with lively shutters!

You do not know the Good Spirit if they are sleeping!

And they are not locked up in Evil.

 

I have beaten and regretted Evil…

I have found neither heart nor Good Spirit.

 

Actor – Is the light of hidden hope dead?

XXX. The queen’s crown, placed on a lie

Crushed country under the sun with teeth,

Immune to reason, heart,

The queen’s crown, placed on a lie,

Sold for only two silvers.

 

Gathering all on the waters of Saturday …

Magnetic torrent of tears, sighs,

Sprinkled with laments through winds towards good,

Joy awaits alive from the moon.

 

And the wind scatters broken dreams

From the labyrinth, the bloody exit

The hills are heavy, steep,

Hopes are just children to fight for us.

 

We fly blindly towards someday,

Is the light of hidden hope dead?

 

Scene 5 – The light of hidden hope is not dead

The choir dances singing Hathor, Isis, Eve, Mithra, Shakti – Poetess – spirit of the eagle

Mithra – Of pure consciousness, unified state, Samadhi

 

XXXI. The promised one is ME!

I, the Promised One, create infinite qualia paintings,

From the scent of Values, waves of beauty, goodness,

I paint, dance, sing the aria of self-consciousness,

The symphony of the unified field, Consciousness.

I smell the pleasure and pain of the fireflies in You,

 

I paint from the longing for pure cosmic truth, mathematical

Of existence, essence, the dynamic Ocean.

Alive or dead field, eternally inseparable from me?

I sing my drop of Ocean from you, the eternal fractal,

 

I touch the Symphony of the cosmic harp, intelligent,

Tones of vibrant shimmering, I see absent thinking,

Reverberates, your eternal universal Ocean.

Abstract awareness, taste of the Samadhi Source

 

Of pure consciousness, unified state, Samadhi

Isis – Ethics in Brahman consciousness, cut out in eternal print

 

XXXII. Dancing Return in time, beyond space-time

Vibrating in various superstring trills through Olympus,

Abstract awareness, taste of Samadhi mist

Of pure consciousness, unified state, Samadhi,

Dancing Return in time, beyond space-time.

 

Ethics in Brahman consciousness, alive in eternal print

Atman located, its law is a visible Maya,

The Flower of life, a predictable Maya of fire

Of the geometry of wisdom, an eternal fractal.

 

Correlation of superposition of space-time wave-particle.

Exists until your consciousness intervenes,

Your wisdom before its collapse.

Consciousness wave collapses from void to live time.

 

Vibrating in various superstring trills through Olympus,

Dancing Return in time, beyond space-time.

 

Poetess – Mithra from the Creator, as Mother of Man

XXXIII. Again Messiah Mithra from the too high sounds

“Praise be to God, through the too high sounds

And peace on earth among those who please Him!”

This was the song of the angel of the Lord

And the tears of the Gods, alive, began to tremble.

 

At the Holy news, from the Word

All our hopes were reawakened,

Dancing through Luntre, on the music, from Golden Book

About Mithra from the Creator, as Mother of Man.

 

The song born from the most sublime night

That the angels sang above Bethlehem,

The same spirit reincarnated, the King of Salem.

United and in harmony to proclaim these deeds

 

“Make us like the waves of the too high sea

Like the flowers of the garden, those who please Him!”

 

Hathor – be righteous and good in spirit and believe in your God.

XXXIV. Where Ra rises forever

I offer you a world in which wealth does not wage war,

Where hummingbirds and vultures protect their land,

And the Sun and Earth sanctify their covenant.

Where people are honest and all give like fathers,

 

In a world of love where there is no more hatred,

Let us fly in the heavens where there is no worry,

Where peace and forgiveness give birth to Isis from a flower,

Where Mithra gives immeasurable love,

 

Where the Unique Father is, where the stars are sisters,

Where it snows with love and the land flourishes,

Where Ra rises forever and the sunset shines.

Where the Holy Eye of plasma paints us in thousands of colors.

 

I will turn my gaze when you forget all that is wrong,

Be righteous and good in spirit and believe in your God.

 

Poetess – God, where do the abysses come from?

XXXV. Your ravines spring from me

Those who seek You, love, say

That between You and us, there are still sentinels.

Cruel chasms, turned around, do not deny.

Those who have found You shine again, torn from nothing.

 

Lord, where do the abysses begin?

Which path should I take, love, no matter how long?

I spare nothing, love, only to reach,

Your edge, to throw myself into them.

 

Suddenly, a sharp, piercing pain holds me,

A crushing suspicion, alive with weight:

From the beginning, opened in my heart.

Your spiraling ravines spring from me,

 

I taste the light of your flesh through blind palms,

From your body with care, I sip your caresses.

 

Isis – Like the snake, leave the past behind!

XXXVI. The sun rises for everyone

How difficult it is to pass from flesh to peace,

A galaxy of forgotten spirits.

The sun rises for everyone.

It tears time out of us, root and all,

 

Throws me without a harbor into the longing of nature,

My cosmic innermost distances.

From the jungle of love’s dreams,

Beyond the spiral of memory.

 

From the source of the world, love still,

Sleeps alive on the oceans of longing.

Taste the aurora of death in the future.

On a shore of the present, a deep shadow steps,

 

The spirit remains, traces of lives.

We only drink immortality from beauty.

 

Shakti – From breath, eternity feeds itself

XXXVII. Living kiss on the mouth of the beginning

I give you my star kingdom

Armies and weapons are eternally useless…

Gold, glory, and prayer no longer serve a purpose,

I redeem the dead through my star.

 

Do you intoxicate me with just a cup of love…?

Climb love, like climbing a height:

Under each step, another depth,

And we can make its expanse a star.

 

The stars and galaxies have no precedence,

The seed of light through the desert…

From souls, eternity feeds itself:

The fruit of the kiss is eternity…

 

Lift my sacred spirit…give me the first kiss

That began on the mouth of the beginning.

 

Eve – I want my divine first state.

XXXVIII. Complete me and complete yourself, Father, with me

“For you have thrown me harshly, and I fell softly…

I fell because you tore me out of yourself,

Deafness screams eternity from within itself.

Get me out of sin, get me out of mud!

 

I was holy, I am holy, as in the beginning,

From your fourth state, I cry with shame:

Who, Lord, will put me back in place? Who?

My guilt has emerged from the mud.

 

Give it back to me, give back what I lack,

Not love, not mercy, not forgiveness,

I want my divine first state,

Complete yourself and complete me!”

 

The eternal, unseen Father spoke:

“But when did the impure light go out?”

 

Aton – from the source of Power

 

XXXIX. Bring the Earth itself to Me!

If I blew you into the hostile worlds

I did not attract you with closed and empty eyes.

I was waiting for you to bring everyone to us!

Like a bouquet of interwoven rays,

 

From the lightning of a mind woven

From a poor seed stifled in cloth,

The ship in the sky grew, enormous,

To bring the Earth to the ship, to Me!

 

Crying, estranged and trembling,

Did you come to give me news that you were defeated?

To whom did you leave the Odyssey story?”

I do not accept you poor and indebted!

 

He kissed both her eyes for a long time:

“Absorb live power and return!”

 

Poetess – Union through pure love

 

XL. The sonnet of pure love

I dance vividly with Ra, in the egg of light

To embody in sunflower buds of life

From my desire for flowers in the snow

From my love in the sonnet of the heart.

 

I paint pure, on Amon’s living desire,

From the Golden Egg, love

And from the pure pulsar, quasar, happiness

From heaps of desire, on the Nile, I lock the boat.

 

I sing softly with Amun, his soul pure,

I steal a kiss to light him up, I feel the fire,

Through his sweet vortex I make room in his heart

Tears burn in the flower of my tormented life.

 

I dance vividly with Aton, pure love,

Ra, absorb me, so I don’t burn alone!

 

Scene 6 – the power of resurrection of love

 

XLI. The Actor – the power of love

I would break out of death flying to you

We don’t understand that without Love

The leaf withers like a flower in a vase;

We rebel against our own destruction,

We keep begging for many years of Life in ignorance,

 

The broken graft wants to draw new sap;

From eternity, it wants a land like it,

We plant it in frost with ice,

When Love is given a new eternity.

 

But in vain you get angry with me and throw me away,

The clouds of love have no time in the world;

Wherever you call me by name,

Like Lazarus at the sound of living commands,

 

If I lay in a grave with stones on me,

I would still break out of death flying to you.

 

Mut – A journey of souls returns to the present, Ra

XLII. Meeting the past from the future

 

I build my sonnet, a city

With messengers’ rhymes, verses a wall.

Put in the bottle of time, in it to lock myself

With you, my prince, as in eternity,

 

The spiral in the world’s furious peace,

With its pack of calmness, wicked hatred,

It will shake her from her proud armor,

Or they will break her glorious enigma.

 

We no longer care what will happen…

In the chain of war, hindering its flight,

Meeting the past from the future:

With the laurels of old age present on our temples,

 

My verse hides the immortality of words,

With the diamond of love’s carriages.

 

Artist – I am the Universe’s dance

XLIII. I am the Universe’s dance

 

The eyes of peace urge me to fly, to undress…

Your love, I know well, is only a lie,

But the spirit, poor thing, kneels before me to say

That your love is a mysterious truth..

 

He says that he smells your hypocritical nature,

You believe that only the gods have loved purely,

To deceive your lie, not tell the truth

Your eyes hide from you under another deception.

 

But, understood, with the exchange of love’s gears,

You walk between them purposely twisted,

On the face, cold contours, on the back, polished flowers…

To unknowingly weave the whirlwind of happiness…

 

Woe, golden heart, don’t you want to consider

That perfidious fates don’t weave, but unravel in play?

 

XLIV. I hunt eternity to fill your dance

My love dances in space-time;

Yours sings on a boundless field:

In my love, the spirit is a kiss

For women, dogs, princes, or gods from Olympus.

 

I embrace you eternally, I no longer feel my arm;

With a verse, I would lay a statue for you in millennia;

A crown over your forehead with genius’ eyes…

I hunt eternity to fill your dance.

 

My life is a moment, when you look at me,

It’s not a life! Mine grows through you;

Eternity gives you a smile,

Only with my love you feed yourself alive:

 

Pain, death is the fate of others,

You, even through me, transcend and rise.

 

Isis – Loving, perishing in glory!

XLV. Perishing in glory

 

I watch as night falls and through death,

The world seeks its spirit in lit lamps;

Like sleep, in the extinguished flesh.

Life enters through fate in a dream.

 

All in darkness: my light is on you

My eyes do not want to see anything else.

Has no shadow remained to whisper to you

How do you squander divine pleasures?

 

My love, like the bull in nature,

Has conceived you deeply in a thousand faces?

To clothe your bare beauty again;

I stripped off my lofty vestment,

 

I taught you love, perish in glory,

Scorpioned in my own poison.

 

Scene 7 – Illumination

Poetess – I am the source of true light

XLVI. You sent Aton

I hurried to carry the light with my thoughts…

You sent Aton to show me

The source of the pure light:

So that I may not carry, like this, worlds in a row

 

He took the axe of pain in his hands

And ruthlessly struck all the walls.

A quake in my heart, the Flower of Life,

Tears of scattered leaves flowed,

 

Torrents, the seeds of sighs,

As through a window in a heavy wall,

The sun rushed into my abode.

Even through the crack made in me,

 

The ruin of my soul, full of sun,

Of the light of the Flower of Life.

 

XLVII. Ra’s boat in the age of Gold again

Ra’s boat in the age of Gold again,

For Him only a day and only a night.

For us, four eras apart.

Golden buds in Faur’s moon

 

Ra takes rays from the sun,

Waves of stars gently awaken us from the night.

Ra, the traveling god, lovingly on the Nile whispers,

Blue Lotus unfurls into oases.

 

The god Aton, Dragobete in love,

Divine love snows, souls

Bind and unbind, destinies quickly,

Spirits gather, fly into immortality,

 

Giving birth to dreams in the Age of Gold, love,

From a living pulsar, quasar of happiness!

 

XLVIII. Like Aladdin’s lamp… sprinkling with resurrection!

Were they born from rays?… from the plasma of illusions?

Magdalene’s knees, Christ’s resting place…

Pain overwhelmed me with its sad air…

So that I may drink again from the cup of martyr fires.

 

Sleep drips peace into souls, like a mirror

In which nothing of the past remains,

From its brown lucifers beyond the clay…

That I wiped the face of pain, and embraced happiness!

 

When morning doesn’t forget the sweet hour…

Jesus pulling the night curtain,

Fleeing like Aladdin’s lamp…

Sprinkling with resurrection from its empty aurora.

 

His soul, from the boat, to my sweet whispers,

Ra opened the spiral of complete happiness…

 

XLIX. With Ra, I waltz in my discussion of light…

I waltzed with Ra in my discussion of light

To embody myself from the sun’s bull,

From the flowers of life, from the snow’s embers

From love through the sonnet of my heart,

 

I carved Kepri from your living desire,

From dreams into the Golden Egg, love

From a living pulsar, quasar of happiness

From snow clouds, on the Nile, through his light boat.

 

I sang with Atum, his soul’s lullaby,

I stole a kiss and lit it, I see fire,

In his sweet vortex, I make room in his heart

I pick his tears to lull them on my breast.

 

I danced with Aton, the pure spiral,

Ra kisses me, intoxicates me with his lips!

 

Poetess-Turnate of Love-Prophetic Sonnets

I. Sonnets squeezed from tears of gods and prophets,

I no longer curse this wicked, crooked world in which I was born,

Nor do I hate the night-morning

From which the tree of knowledge burst forth in the beginning…

 

I free it from the worms that gnaw at its roots,

I ennoble it with sonnets for us,

You fashion its spirit into brave heroes…

You conceive in it a soul of light.

 

From twin hearts of gold, a sonnet

Surpasses lofty poems, beauties,

Squeezed from tears of gods and prophets,

Loving forever, You, soul of a prophet.

 

My desire sent into the ether by you

To drink eternity from me.

 

INTERLUDE

 

Prelude – Chorus

 

Blue Lotus

I would invite you to remember,

My first lotus bud in your life,

I was a spiral of blue lotus flower,

That bloomed like spirals of words.

Full of life, do you remember

Its scent, even now it rises in bloom,

Savoring the immortal moment,

I feel its flavor as before.

In the beginning there was a great mountain,

At the hearts of two golden rays,

They watched the green spirals dance,

From Ra’s lips, a kiss.

In a cube from a circle, she wove us a flower,

A blue lotus with lively petals!

Bud of uniqueness

What do I want love, in exchange for a dream ?!

Lucifer, I would take you into my world,

Or to crown me secretly in a star,

Pulsar, happy slave, snowed from promised circle.

In mind and spirit I am love, like a fire,

Sparks from souls from the last matchstick,

As if I were sipping sacred nectar from a cube,

By desiring you, I become a star in a dream.

To shine in spirit, like the holy sky,

I listen to spirals through my heart in secret,

Through dreams I am urged to wait for a lifetime,

Feeling how you grow in a living mystery.

You may remain to me a star tor of a dream,

Flower, bud of uniqueness opened to me.

Happy slave

I love my master, he is my Lord,

For his sake, I have floated through the world,

In my spirit, buds rise from foam,

In my dream, I cheerfully weep.

I love my masters, they are my Tree,

Who broke my illusion with grace in time,

In my soul, the water from the baths burns,

In my dream, the great Man laughs at me.

I love my master, he is my God,

As his thought, I flew to the Moon,

There in the night my fate is better,

In my longing, my sprightly Self ignites,

From candles of Ego, eternally extinguished,

I am the Happy Slave, with snowy hair!

“My Dream”

My dream is to fly higher and higher,

Beyond the horizon of the visible world,

To reach the clouds, and further still,

Until I find myself in the embrace of the infinite.

 

My dream is to soar above all limitations,

To leave behind the struggles and the strife,

To find peace and serenity,

In the boundless expanse of the heavens.

 

My dream is to be free like the wind,

To travel wherever my heart desires,

To explore the mysteries of the universe,

And to discover the wonders of creation.

 

“The Path of Life”

Life is a winding path,

Full of twists and turns,

And unexpected detours.

 

We walk this path with hope and courage,

And with the faith that we will reach our destination,

No matter how long and difficult the journey may be.

 

Along the way, we meet many people,

Some who offer us guidance and support,

And others who try to bring us down.

 

But we must stay true to ourselves,

And follow our own path,

With determination and perseverance.

 

For in the end, it is not the destination that matters,

But the journey itself,

And the person we become along the way.

 

“The Circle of Life”

Life is a circle, ever-turning,

With no beginning and no end,

A never-ending journey of discovery.

 

We are born into this world,

And we grow and learn and change,

Through the years and the seasons and the cycles of life.

 

We experience joy and sorrow,

Love and loss, hope and despair,

And we learn to accept and appreciate the beauty and complexity of life.

 

And when our time on this earth is done,

We return to the eternal cycle of life,

To be born again and again,

In an endless dance of creation and renewal.

 

“Me, the Peace of the World”

I have painted letters into verses and holy songs,

I have sculpted my rose-soul into it

Or the spirit that I have absorbed with passion,

With a taste for vivid words.

 

I feel it alive, like a sacred balm,

That will forever last in your live-longing

To soothe you from your common deaf numbness.

Peace for the entire world, not just the nation!

 

I hope that your beloved descendants

Are destined for a good place far from your heaven of words

Blessed, good, and huge.

Do you feel how it’s getting harder and harder here,

As your fellow beings have become both evil and small?

 

“The Drop of Light”

If everything is against us,

If I smell my diseases all at once,

I seek comfort on my knees,

From you, Holy Merciful!

 

We have given away all our wealth,

Giving it to the poor as a gift,

Bearing fruit from an empty altar,

Which brought us a calm solace.

 

Be our envoy to the One in Glory,

Tell Him that we are good and righteous,

That we feel His love in our hearts,

Consuming us like lava.

 

We have all sung prayers,

Pour miracles into my faith!

n raza mea, ce veșnic te pătrunde!

Tree of Life

Spiral rises, buds of Olympus

In the vortex of life, from the enchanted circle,

Pattern of a shoot molded from the earth

Crown in the mirror, fractal without time.

Drinks the sap of pleasure from the whitened dream,

Sends its lively longing towards Olympus,

United in a diamond of flowers that still want some time

To taste a ray, an infinite sky.

Love’s ray asks for a shelter,

To laugh, to sing from the Abstract exile,

To pour gently, Sun into fragile foliage

Bushy tree without it has no purpose,

On the page of the living mind, the power to live

Love gives life, gives the right to be.

Love Gives Life

Spiral rises from the strings towards Olympus

In the tornado of life, from the enchanted cube,

Fractal of a shoot molded from the earth

Crown in the mirror, pattern of a season.

Drinks the sap of peace from the whitened dream,

Its seed carries the longing through time,

Peace in the circle of flowers that still want some time

To taste a ray, an infinite circle.

The Lord of love asks for a shelter,

To laugh, to sing in the sacred exile,

To pour virilely, Sun into fragile foliage

Wise tree, without Him has no purpose!

From the eyes of destiny, thousands of pleasure to live,

Love gives life, gives the right to be.

The Slave of Love

Spiral rises from the bud of Olympus

In the vortex of life, from the enchanted circle,

Fractal toroid molded from the earth

Crown in the mirror, pattern of a season.

Drinks the sap of peace from the restrained pulse,

Its seed carries the longing into the sacred time,

Peace in the circle of longing that still wants some time

To absorb a ray, an infinite sky.

The slave of love asks for a shelter,

To laugh, to sing in the happy exile,

To sip senilely, Sun into fragile foliage

Bushy tree, without Him has no purpose.

From the eyes of the living mind, the pleasure of living,

Love gives life, gives the right to be.

Love, let it flood me like the moon!

You don’t want kisses from cloudy stars,

Just to feel your heart in synchrony,

With the tango of the eclipse that I give you,

With a fertile drop and uncut rays!

Even from nothingness on this holy evening,

Today, the moon crowns me with the zenith,

I’ll give you what you want, now and the infinite,

I can even create spirals of summer from your eyes!

I want to sip all the zephyr from you,

That still gives birth to another universe today,

Flood my sky that pastures lights…

Do you want to taste all my elixir from you?

Let love flood me from your wave,

Through my ray that eternally penetrates you!

Salomeea – Flood Me with Love

I take the smallest Ideal Intention!

Isis Flood me with Love again,

The Irises will enter the trap again,

I take infinite illusions in my heart!

Inhale seductive Love,

Insomnia of Immensity, take it,

Rush, Indra, take the source of love,

Enter Intelligence Illumination!

The ghost’s breeze strikes the Unreal!

Flood the interior ivies,

Take us to the sources of Uncertainty,

Iridescences in Forgiveness in Ideal!

Immaculate Icon of the heart,

John, come out Jesus Hymn of salvation!

Lotus Temple

You kissed, Isis, the Moon’s Sun,

Nine petals, living Lotus azure

From the Mountain, Lotus born from the desert

Your kiss, Goddess, is my pledge!

Eyes are spirals of blue in playful wind,

They pierce me like a squirrel’s hazelnut,

You kissed Isis, the Moon’s Sun,

Nine petals, living Lotus azure.

Your lips are light, good Goddess,

Your kiss, in sonnet, with rhyming verse!

My love … your crazy love!

How much I love you like a round dance tune!

You kissed Isis, the Moon’s Sun,

Nine petals, living Lotus azure.

Lotus Faith

When I make faith my living core

What happiness lightning in me,

From which it comes and in which it goes

Without rest, even HE, God.

I smell His divine voice in my veins,

Through every fiber, it passes in vibrations,

I feel His presence in my breaths,

Lighting up my chest with His clarity.

He tenderly sprinkles my new dawn

Blowing in the clouds that shade my pulsar,

He even smiles at me when from the living quasar,

That grows in my soul, He picks flowers again.

He doesn’t let evil take me

He sees me sad, He takes me in His arms!

Lotus God

When I feel the spiral of love in my core,

How much delight lightning in me,

From which it comes and in which it goes

Without rest, even God.

I hear His voice in my pulse, Divine Circle,

Through every fiber, it passes in vibrations,

I feel Him beside me in my breaths,

Lighting up my life with His clarity.

He tenderly caresses my new living dawn,

Blowing in the clouds that shade my vault,

He even smiles at me when from the harvest

That grows in my soul, He shows mercy with flowers.

He even urges me to laugh, to sing calmly,

Not to be defeated by pain again.

Unicosul and God

Black Hole, you make my nucleus holy

What joy flashes within me

From which He emerges and into which He returns

Without rest, even He, God.

I smell the divine Cube’s overflowing essence in my veins

Through every sphere, it passes in vibrations

I feel its taste in my breaths

Illuminating my night with His clarity.

Gently caressing my new sister dawn

Breathing into the clouds that enhance my Black Hole

Even smiling at me as from the Hole

That grows within my soul, He gathers flowers once again.

He doesn’t let the Black consume me

The Sun opens up and takes me in His arms!

 

The Ego Etheric Essence

The etheric essence is energy

Ellipses in the Ego of the Eternal Empire

Everest in the Ego, eternally chosen…

Extraterrestrial Eras Entropy.

The Ego echoes the eternal existence

The Ego is the experience of existence

The Ego is ecstasy, the Elixir of essence

Eden is the Ego of eternal existence.

Exiled in eternal emancipation

The Aeneid, the Epic of the Helens

Emanating in the euphoria of the Evos

Aesop, Einstein, ecstatic elevation!

The Empire is the extraverted Ego

Entropy is the extroverted Ego.

 

Tower of Soul

Spiraled soul, fly – small tower, now

I become the Great Soul of grace

Is its law thought, the light of creation?

I penetrate its mystery through the scent of dawn…

Unseparated seen lights,

With Sparkling thoughts, a breeze of sparks,

Of longings, a Spirit-violent…

White-pink-gold stars, unseen.

The correlation of superpositions

Until Your consciousness enters the game,

Your wisdom is its collapse.

Collapses into consciousness, the star of life

Vibrating trills, superstrings through Olympus,

Return to the Peace of the spirit, sacred time.

 

Symphony of Silence

Through a symphony of living pulsars

My violin sings in sacredness.

Through harmonies, the living tower leaps.

Circles tremble among quasars

The harp that is broken from the rhombus

Squeezes sonnets from silence

Of sorrow or pleasure,

That spiral star stirs us.

I take God’s violin again

Which in dance can offer us

Petals, living strings from thousands of stars

I pour my soul into it from the tower of the gods

From the fruit of life, Fractal strings

Rhythm and couplets from the living Portal.

Harmony of Silence

Through resonance of pulsars

My guitar sings in longings.

Through harmonies it ventures in all,

The stars tremble among quasars.

From the string that’s plucked from fruit,

It weaves sounds from silence

From vortex or breeze

From the heart of pollen, sucked.

I take from the Seed of God

What dance can offer us

Petals, sepals from stars,

I absorb spirit from it, pyrite god.

From the fractal strings of life

Rhythm and metaphors from the Portal.

 

Be a warm smile to everyone

Be tolerant of all, in your sphere

So that you can become the essence of unspoken words.

Be the eye of a tornado, warm gratitude,

Turn peace into what is offered to you.

Be loving with everyone even if they ignite fires,

Come into their place with eyes of a fountain,

Your spirit easily touches theirs,

The star of David, bursting with buds.

Be a magnet for all, it is your purpose

Absorb kisses instead of revenge,

Give everyone another chance…

Blow sincerity and happiness to everyone!

Be like a mother to everyone, crying from wounds,

Be a warm smile that heals the flower in blood!

 

The Tears of the Lotus heal softly

The tears of the Lotus heal softly,

The tears of the moon heal the world,

The tears of Lucifer’s moon,

The Unicorn’s healing is soft, soft.

The Lotus sways the boat softly, softly,

The Lotus is the cradle of the world,

The Lotus is the Firefly, the lamp of the moon,

The Lotus of the World illuminates softly.

The stillness of their clarity is their cure,

The firefly of shining tears!

The Lotus is a cure, a shining Lucifer,

A lakeside dwelling in the boat is a cure.

Praise the Lotus… praise!

Praise the tears of unicorns… praise!

Act II – Lotus Demiurgy

Scene 1 – Serpent’s Peace

Poetess – From war I squeezed sonnets

LII. Don’t throw me into war!

I crowned you with shivers of glory and mystery,

As in a liturgy served to passion,

To touch transcendence through the forks of love…

I begged for ecstasy with wings of flames in ether.

But you seemed too fragile, too delicate at first,

My tumultuous genius haughty to worship you:

All that was hard and great I threw out of myself.

To fit into your frail love, to transmute myself,

I froze with fear under the barking bullet rain,

Knees, forehead through trenches crudely worn out…

Don’t throw me into war when our brothers are lost,

When a horizon bloomed in my empty stone,

From the mines of love, too crippled, senile,

I barely take refuge in myself, like from a cruel exile.

Ra – You open eternity: in her majestic peace!

LIII. New Ra in the spiral of immortality!

I see you meditating; this is not my last life…

I will be reborn from now on in the spiral I have created!

My search does not end in a glorious death…!

You open infinity: in her majestic peace!

I am older than death; I appeared before her

Like her timid shadow entered the world.

Like the timeless and nameless torus fractals…

I sucked from the immortal breast of sacred love,

Give me your mouth, no need for wings… A kiss:

The magical square and cube torus forms within us;

The lost pair to come back to life…

Beyond the heavens, two stars, souls in flight, sacrifice themselves for fulfillment,

New Ra, the cycle begins again in the spiral of immortality!

 

Poetess – War and Peace is Dying

LIV.

My paradise is destruction

War has aged me, and peace is dying,

Do you only stir tears in the spiral of my eyes?

War and Peace want to take women as well…

Together, fate does not separate us;

You wage war with too terrifying an art,

That I cannot guess your goal and cunning;

From your cruelties, gentle buds emerge.

You carry crime like a rose pricked in a thorn.

Now you want to shake off: peace? or evil?

But I do not feel you as a friend nor a sublime foe;

We will turn hell into paradise again if we love each other;

To pour sonnets into your soul, the peace from the stars,

It is not space nor time that grants me happiness,

But you; with you at my chest, paradise is destruction.

 

Artist – Peaceful Savior from Evil;

LV.

To sing you forever…

I threw the dice of Fate with my Soul

And you, peaceful savior from evil, fell again;

I look at the sunrise as a gift from you,

Today, everything comes to me through you…and thousands and thousands of blessings.

Twinned with the light born in the Empire,

Love is the mother of Mithra, the light for the world;

The promised one, everyone in their haze of dust

Can kindle it alone, each one a god unto themselves.

In my soul burns this stolen sun,

From the chaos of fate, Jupiter revealed you to me,

Who caught me in your orbit, poor satellite;

Sipping your all-encompassing radiance.

And around you, in the dance of living stars, I rush,

On the music of eternal spheres, just to sing you.

 

Actor – Transforming All Soldiers into Helens

LVI.

Gentle Lotus Flower…

I do not admire in you my reflected love,

As Narcissus contemplates himself in the waters;

Where the dragons swarm – there is no promised peace

In the whirlpool of waves that sing inside you.

When you, the promised one, living steam, breed silent sirens,

From your foam, from your plasma, the Good Gods are created,

In your love of Lotus, to pray to them again.

You transform all soldiers from square to Helen.

Oh, Venus, I run in your circle to conquer your favor;

I offer you kingdoms, a gentle Lotus flower, a dream,

In your oceanic soul, Mars, I eternally rush;

Like dogs when they court the horizon in a boat,

From my star, from my genius thought armed in Bucentaur,

I bring you, a ring, my love, a squeezed sonnet, a golden torch.

Poetess – Peace Means Satiation

LVII.

Will the fierce war never end?

You see, you fought fiercely to get me,

With me…with yourself, with envy of all…

A slave, I hold you captive, the conqueror,

Will the fierce war never end?

I spare nothing; the word sings you hosannas,

Lance of thoughts, sonnet bombs lie in wait for you,

I examine the tools of light;

Spirit, heart, mind in arsenals,

In love, there is no rest, only death…

Peace means satiation, a smile that makes sense,

But the wound is a fire like a hot kiss:

He who burns your heart from afar,

Wars like the wind that enters the bones,

The more fierce, the more glorious.

Scene 2 – The Jaguar’s Peace

 

Ra – It’s your turn to be the flower of life

LVIII. Transform into Ra’s eyes, Horus, Sun!

From the life tree that bloomed over time

Into a Peace tree, it transforms on the spot

Stretching spirals from the formless

Thrown by the Goddess, the apple from Olympus.

With rainbow ropes, I sewed it

From the peace portal of the rainbow,

Through the eyes of Eris, to inspire him deeply

He caught the poisoned apple fallen from the sky.

If the time comes for me to leave the clay…

The boat of life and love for us two…

In your life, a graft apple has emerged.

Catch it, You, Isis, right from the Beginning!

It’s your turn to be the flower of life,

Transform into Ra’s eyes, Horus, Sun!

Poetess – From the Blue Lotus, you are the Sun God

LIX. The Flower of Life, to be the Sun!

From the Blue Lotus, you are the Sun God,

I would like to embrace you in my arms,

I long to live the petals of Peace!

Even God has transmuted from the Lotus

Eternity stays in the petals

But the meaning of existence has a double sense

A Blue Lotus nourished by contrast

From the Flower of Life in a circle of vestals.

A wild wind from the east disappears,

Born from the night of the mind, chaos

The unborn will not add anymore,

To the wave, a executioner of spirits in terror.

Terra is our eyes of nuclear weapons,

We don’t fear in spirit, we want to be the Sun!

Actor – Mars in the dance of Saturn’s death

LX. Mars carves his tomb

With pearls from stars caught in threads,

Humanity dressed in the Moon’s Silence.

In the Sad World, we smile like fools,

My teary eyes invoke goddesses,

On the stage of the ajna, soloists shine,

Mitra, Shakti, and Shanti, melt on Mars,

The nightmares dance captivates us,

With the verses of the altists, we bewitch Mars.

The spiral of life ignites in nocturnal flight,

Spiraled arrows pierce the infinite,

And in the stars, they carve their tomb through verses,

Mars carves his tomb in the dance of Saturn’s death.

Humanity dressed in the Peace of the Moon,

In the Sad World, we smile again to the world.

Poetess – Immortality from the blue flowers

LXI. I feel the peace floating in the universe

Blue Lotus has nested in us,

The scent of Love floating in the air,

Petals spinning from the unique vein,

The Lotus flower, the circle for us two!

A circle in a square of blue flowers,

I have been sipping drops of sunshine,

May it be a balm and miracle in the sunset,

A living balm for our love!

A double spinning, fragrant sonnet,

Leaving honey and milk on my mouth,

I sip your spinning, feeling its pure aroma,

The double cube has invaded the present.

I feel the peace floating in the universe,

Completing the sonnet with a couplet, not just one verse!

Artist – Humanity dressed in the Peace of the Moon

LXII. Listen to how the epic dances in the veins

Of the verse of silence struggling in longings

And flies like a thought through a pulsar halo,

Drinks in the sunrise from the muses of quasar,

When you are the incarnation of the liveliest sonnet!

Flying only with oneself in wandering dreams.

The Song of Peace tastes unspeakable,

The flower of life swallows us in light,

The star combines sonnets in proportion,

Fleets of dreams fly in remembrance.

Listen to how the epic dances in the veins

And beats in my golden number, feasting

In the dance of Herod, bringing news in song,

Salome re-enters my spirit’s gate.

Humanity dressed in the Peace of the Moon,

Through the Sad Gate, prayer makes room.

Act 3 – The Condor’s Peace

Aton – Goddess of Love

LXIII. And Christ again splits the ocean

Goddess of love with golden apples,

Did you take the nuptials of sweet Aphrodite from there?

From the twisted hair of the night, sumptuous, I make my chlamys,

Atlantic violet eyes, an old lost treasure?

I alone know your secret when your long whispers caress

And I catch your body in kisses like in a net.

I dream of giving the virgin island fruit,

That I am Christ again and splitting the ocean again.

I won’t run to seek other great deeds,

Poets remain the heroes of humanity forever!

You have welded the chains of love to my fate:

I squeeze out verses day and night at your white feet…

To sing your beauty is my eternal feat,

To elevate your spiral in glory.

Ra – Pour your peace over me

LXIV. Eternal, Peace, sovereign Death…

I have never been a disciple;

Perfect master from the beginning… The sum

Pour your peace over me now!

You kneel in front of me; sole master!

To give me everything yourself; what sets us apart

Don’t be surprised that I ask you not to measure,

Your love with your great sisters:

Eternal, Peace, sovereign Death…

Today, they are blessed, they are not

Shattered in circles and distant:

They have been caught in your brilliant beauty.

From a cube, from a torus, from all over the earth

When I embrace your illuminated heart,

I embrace all four at once…

Mut-a lui Aton soție

LXV.Al lui Mut tânăr soare, Aton

Iubirea pentru tine-mi sosi nu ca un hoț,

Ci ca un rege cărui porți largi i s-au deschis;

Nu strecurată-n noapte din oceane de vis,

Ci în lumina sacră a celui promis drept soț.

Spirite, trist descopăr umbritele-ncăperi

Ce zac deșarte-n mine cu obloane de-nchisoare,

Te așteptau, să-mi umpli tu, tânărul meu soare,

Lăuntrul vast cât lumea cu raze de plăceri…

Căci nu e fericire mai mare decât chinul

Din dulcea zvârcolire să-ți plac, să te câștig,

Ce patimă grea, ce jar, mai strâns să te-nverig!

Dorința de-a-ți fi brațul, să-ți odihneșți destinul…

Iar inima îmi bate în spirit, viu impuls,

Trudind să-ți înflorească un lanț de vrăji din puls.

Aton

LXVI.Lin să respiri

Înţelepciunea Mut este lin să respiri

A vieţii floare, iar, prin lacrimi să zâmbeşti,

Şi energia să i-o sorbi viu, când o iubeşti,

Al ei mister e chiar crucea de trandafiri.

Miroase al vieţii pom, ce dă stiinţă,

Aruncă-ţi atenţia doar către acum,

Că-n ruga lui cea aurie-Şi face drum

Spre dincolo de spaţiu-timp, spre voinţă.

Acolo nu-i nici mâine, nici azi si nici ieri.

Doar al Albastrei flori de Lotus fin, viu iz

De Creator. Cu Ea, acum, doar Eu sunt tiz,

Azi din ea doar noi doi putem culege mieri.

Stăpâni când voi nu sunteţi decât pe acum,

Puteţi din viitor în prezent croi alt drum.

Mithra -Iubirea aduce pace

LXVII.Visul de pace, Ra,Curcubeu

Curcubeu vis când din suflet iubești

Nu îți trebuie-n soare, cuvinte,

Ochii ne vorbesc prin necuvinte,

Când pacea doar cu ochi în ochi plămădești.

Tu Suflet din Om, să zbori când dorm frumos,

De-o fi vreodată prin marea-n strop de șoapte

Să mă lași singură cuc, în miez de noapte,

Visând, iubite Ra, că m-alinți duios!

Visul de pace Aton, mi-l împlinești

L-ai coborât din stele prin tăcere

Floarea din Inima-mi soarbe plăcere.

Respir liniștea, speranța ce îmi ești!

Ferecă-le pe toate într-un sipet,

Pacea dintr-o stea, să o sorbim discret!

Shakti – De Tihna inimii, cu pace scaldă Pământul

LXVIII.Tu ești dorința lumii!

Tu ești dorința lumii la ceas de înviere,

Din triste cimitire storc lumini pe obraz,

Timpul înverzit prin bocet de talaz

Ros de Albastra Floare a vieții în tăcere

Ca pacea răsculată din paradisul pierdut,

Din orbita lui Venus ce scurgea viu tot timpul

Topit în gaura de vierme din Miracolul

Ce dansa la căpătâiul Christosului vândut.

Te-aștept să mă cutremuri, să mă izbești de stele

Din ochi, să-mi legi Calea lactee cu gândul

De Tihna inimii, cu pace scalzi Pământul

Ce miroase a Lotus și-a tor de viorele

Tăcerea ne sugrumă ca pe o bocitoare,

Cu-al ei spațiu gol de viu viers de privighetoare!

Shanti – A înflorit măslinul

LXIX. Dă-ne, pacea sufletului

La al spiralei geam a înflorit măslinul,

Când mama Mithra ne-a spart al păcii lacăt.

Dă-ne pacea ce Zmeul ne-a furat-o-n treacăt,

Ia-ne războiul ce ne-a tulburat destinul!

De ciuma grea, uitată fost-a-ntr-o grădină,

Între pământ și cer te chemăm,Mithra, iară!

Dă-ne al cunoașterii pom, dintâia vară,

Ia-ne visul, pune-l sub bobul de lumină!

Revarsă spiritele rele-n mare seara.

Războaie ofilesc floarea vieții, ce ne-o dai,

Dă-ne duhul păcii dintr-un colț de rai, de mai!

Dă-ne roua vieții, oprește primăvara!

Mithra, Izvor de apă vie, ne-ncepută

Dă-ne, pacea sufletului, de-al tău, cusută!

Scena a 4 a- Pacea Vulturului

Corul zeiţelor

Mithra

LXX.Şi-mi desfaci aripile

Atunci când geana vieţii oboseşte,

Atunci prin pleoapa nopţii zboară-n zare,

Mă las furată de a somnului licoare,

Şi-n ochi de vis savoarea-i poposeşte!

Şi-mi desfaci aripile cum ursise…

Duhu-n zbor Mă înalţă lin pe luni

Mă zbat viu la hotarul dintre lumi,

Şi gust unduiri dor, fierbinți vise.

Sorb lin extazul Spiralei, Abisul,

Al cărui vis chiar vi-l pot tălmăci,

O nouă lume, ne va…..buimăci

Dorinţi din tor viu înfloresc Promisul.

Florea vieţii valsează prin viu Scut,

Pacea din prezent, viitor şi trecut.

Eva

LXXI.Albastru Lotus, Floare de-nviere

Îngerul luminii, bob mângâiere…

Apare şi mă poartă iar prin vise

Stropind cu pace aripi deschise…

A fost real sau numai o părere?

Trecutul şi prezentul îşi dau mâna,

Cu viitorul, val curge pe frunte…

Lotus zburând din visele-i preacrunte

Din sluga-ți mă transformă în stăpâna…

La capăt de tunel ne moare timpul,

Tot strigă mor, mai moare-o secundă…

Valurile Pax, îngemănate-n undă,

Îmi scaldă-n bob de plasmă tot Olimpul.

Albastru Lotus, Floare de-nviere

A început să plouă cu tăcere…

LXXII. Lotus Pax of Life

 

I long to bloom as a “Blue Butterfly”

I long to carve my flight on the moon’s harp,

On the sky, a scarf of Lotus Pax star

From the cross of the purple Lotus, a wondrous sight!

I long to steal Peace from the star’s slag,

I long to smell the rays of the sun,

To kiss them from the living Peace that pains us…

Pax,.. to put just one kiss on our lips.

I long to touch the purple Lotus of life

And catch it at the moment’s brink,

I long to give you my wings again,

Through the stream of stars in the dew of youth.

I long to be your bride, Ra, Sun!

To bow to the blossoming rays.

Isis

 

LXXIII. Lotus of Love, from the Pyramid of Pax

 

From your spirit eyes the butterfly flies

Swift cords of light float in the air

Lighting up rainbows in a divine star!

Aton, larva, increase your mysteries!

On wings today the stars sing to you softly,

And you carve peace with wings in trembles,

As you sip the infinite in eternal clouds.

From the plasma of dreams, you thread models.

Alive flower in the tree of faith,

Your seed is the Lotus of Love,

From the Pyramid of Pax of boundlessness.

You are the flame of spirit and being!

Spiraled arrow in the burning eyes,

In spirit’s eyes, I feel the Sun unextinguished.

Shanti

 

LXXIV. Aton, with the living flowers of knowledge!

 

To sift petals, paths of memories,

In hearts, souls, minds, fulfillments,

To carve them a new destiny from dreams.

Teacher, I come with gratitude!

The man through books shares dreams and secrets,

Teacher, a part of your spirit…

You helped me become who I am in life!

Teacher, you breathed into my dream, destiny!

The mystery leap, from larva to butterfly,

To shake the tree of science of the world.

To be able to give it from your abundance.

You carried me to be the Soul of the World,

Of Gaia, not just of the nation.

Shakti

 

LXXV. The transmutation of the cocoon

 

We kissed in the sky on the eternal staircase,

In the boat of life, a flying cocoon…

The flower of life sang Peace…we missed

That our flight would enter summer again,

Our kisses danced through the evening,

Flying towards the east or the west?

The flower of life disappeared at dawn,

When Harmony was about to rise.

I painted after her with longings…

Surely she will return to me in a dream soon,

If you left me crying as a cocoon.

You returned to me as a butterfly from your flights.

Alive, we danced in a summer sunset,

With my friend, god Pax, in the evening!

LXXVI. In our boat every night

Alive in my dream we sail,

I am You and the whole world refashions,

Drop dreams of peace from the moon into my mind!

Dance in the dream to the chords of the guitar.

In my dream, if you make a night nest,

The dream in two, the whole world united:

From the ocean, foam of the waves,

From the only one, whispers of longing

Boat with twins, forgotten on a star of dream,

Paired by longing for eternity,

We drink the live sonnet from poetry,

Sunk in the love spirals.

At the overflow of Ra, we embrace,

In our boat, we are all saved.

Scene 5 – Peace of the Goddesses.

Chorus of Goddesses.

 

LXXVII. We will be totality, we are and we were…

Floating on the azure sea of the sky,

Unleaved Stars, sidereal waves,

On the empty shore of the primordial world,

I anchor the ship of the soul calmly.

The dream with reality I intertwine,

In fractal of light in the void, immensity,

Reality is a dream… dream reality?

Portal to happiness, I step in the flight of thought.

They ignite in love from boundless longing…

Paired suns die from longing, two by two.

Through the Abyss, where the live drill always goes, towards you.

The whole united world, I now fly!

Rusty stars, extinguished flight of longing from the branch.

We will be totality, we are and we were…

 

LXXVIII. Dances of peace

At the dawn of night, peace sings,

Dances of peace are written on wings in the sky,

Wrapped in mysteries… under mystery.

A soul rises shining Peace…

Silence breathes the Sun, the Calm,

Night of destinies from the very old tale,

Pulsars that inspire in fairy tales of wedding…

On the blue Lotus, a star shines.

Silences of Lucifer expire in the horizon,

Dream of Peace at the dawn of night,

Flight of love in the lights of destiny,

White wings reborn from afar.

At the dawn of night, golden thoughts flow,

Awakening through peace, living ideas!

 

LXXIX. If you were the light

Because I LOVE YOU, I would do anything,

I would give you my heart, my life,

Because I LOVE YOU, I would be anything,

If you were the light or my guide.

Because I LOVE YOU, my heart is a portal,

My love, please enter my essence,

Because I LOVE YOU, I will be a living fractal,

If you were the light or my guide.

Because I LOVE YOU, my spirit is a portal,

My love, please enter your essence,

Because I LOVE YOU, Eyes of Soul fractal,

If you were the light or my Spiral.

Because I LOVE YOU, my heart is a portal…

Because I LOVE YOU, your circle, my fractal cube…

Chorus of goddesses – Mithra- Isis – Mut -Eva -Shakti

 

LXXX. Like a mouth of heaven

We weave the gates of heaven locked by sins,

The Pax-green crack from the infernal pit

That sucks the pulsars of truth through the spiral

In a locked spiral, I breathe in inspiration.

With a desperate scream from where panic reigns,

Suffocating feelings weave into the abyss,

In body and spirit, on the canvas of the eye’s portal,

My love net from the burning pyre.

Hide it in the soul of warring stars,

To drink through you the purple torrent in green waves,

Like a mouth of heaven losing its nectar,

My lips will suck from your foamy lips.

I have waited for you for an eternity woven from shivers,

To fly from the net – cube, war in Paxi with longing…

Isis

 

LXXXI. If you were the light

Because I LOVE YOU, I would do anything,

I will give you my heart, my life,

Because I LOVE YOU, I would be something

If you were the heart, the circle, my guide.

Because I LOVE YOU, my heart’s portal,

Beloved, please enter my essence

Because I LOVE YOU, I will be your fractal

If you were the light through my spiral.

Because I LOVE YOU, your spirit’s portal

Beloved, please enter your essence

Because I LOVE YOU, your soul, cube fractal

If you were a tetrahedron, my Merkaba.

Because I LOVE YOU, my heart’s portal…

Because I LOVE YOU, your living circle fractal…

Mut

 

LXXXII. If you were the light

Because I LOVE YOU, I would do anything,

I will give you my heart, my life,

Because I LOVE YOU, I would be something

If you were the light, the torus, my guide.

Because I LOVE YOU, my heart’s portal,

Beloved, please enter my essence

Because I LOVE YOU, I will be your fractal circle

If you were the light or my Merkaba.

Because I LOVE YOU, my spirit’s portal

Beloved, please enter your essence

Because I LOVE YOU, your soul, torus fractal

If you were the light of my spiral.

Because I LOVE YOU, my cardioid portal…

Because I LOVE YOU, your living cube fractal…

Eva

 

LXXXIII. Turn into Horus’s eye

Of the boat of life that bloomed lotus time

In a seed of life, it transforms on the spot

Stretch your dreams over the boat, give it shape

From the root of Isis, it will climb Olympus.

With rainbow ropes, I have sewn it

From the Blue Portal of the rainbow,

Through the eye of thought, I inspire it heavily

If it falls, I catch it alive or I resurrect it.

And the time will come for me to fly from clay…

In your life, the boat of love, the lotus flower.

Catch it as I saved you at the beginning!

It’s your turn to be the flower of life,

Turn into Horus’s eye, God Sun!

Epilogue in the sky

Mithra

CIII. What I await is peace, more precious than victory

My spirit does not languish, nor does it sleep

The bow, vibrating within, motionless.

Long battle, heroic, tense;

My love alert, a vigil of arms,

What I await is peace, more precious than victory,

Not a brutal coronation in fiery blood;

A vision of genius, invincible…

Beyond pleasure, I await the reward,

I covet wealth, not immortality;

Kindness, fortune, they are illusions,

In an instant, to carry us to the abyss

Peace wipes away the clay war of nature:

May it endure forever fruitful,

Love, thoughtful, grafts it.

Isis

CIV. On the wings of love

To the rhythm of Salome, the epic dances,

With a smile of Herod, through hair and olive skin

Of the tree of life’s flower, the golden sun,

From Penelope’s eyes, in a circle steadfastly,

Even through harsh times, it will pass and over her body,

She will remain in our soul, just as beautiful,

Still singing romances with longing and her sparkling lyre.

Looking at her beloved Aton through the eyes of the gods,

Her silk of desires circles from the moon’s ray,

Which tightly dresses her like a fine glove,

Thighs, arms in spirals from the puppet’s circle,

Like two diamond apples, she sculpts her breasts.

With snake-like undulations, she coils with a perfume of love…

Peace prophesies not wings of ashes.

Shakti

CV. On the wings of love

The ocean of passionate longing that encompasses us

Through the twisted waves of thoughts, gently stirred by the wind…

Our gazes intertwine through volcanic desire!

In the stralucious ashes, desire ignites.

With spiral touches of brilliant kisses,

You have hung a flower of life in my living desire!

Sweet sensations of wings open up from the peaceful torpor.

The spirals of love spin through diamonds,

Oh, you sapphire of the world! We have wanted too much of each other!

The troubadour of the circle’s spiral sings to us from the fruit of life

You feel the eye of the dream, the seed of the spiral sun!

You have sewn me a wing of love, a thought born of longing!

You have bestowed upon me eternal wings of love, unique!

May the tree of life flourish, the seeds are sweet!

Shanti

CVI. Love, spread your wings!

When the wing of love tires,

Then from the eyelid of the night it flies into the distance,

The peace stolen by the liquor of sleep,

And in the eye of the dream, its flavor lingers!

And I spread my wings as I had promised…

In flight, peace transmutes us into full moons,

We struggle vividly on the border between worlds,

And taste the gentle undulations, hot dreams.

We sip the ecstasy of the Spiral, the Abyss,

Whose pink dream I can interpret to you,

A new world will shine for us…

Desires bloom again from the torpor of the Promise.

The flower of life floats through the Shield’s dream,

Peace in the present, future, and past.

Hathor

CVII. Desire for Peace

 

To instantly fulfill my desire

For peace, I transform it from a circle to a creed.

I am reborn, vibrating through it to endure…

I feel it in my spirit…throughout my being.

 

My soul flies out of its cubicle in a trance

Bringing the torpor of peace from the universe to life,

Calling for all of us to weave it through verse.

Eternal peace is our chance to weave…

 

Aton drips fulfillment into the soul

Letters fly in a spiral of moments,

From the autumn of life, singing us peace gently.

Not just serenades of love.

 

Shanti Happy, Joyful singing,

In the Tower of Eternal Peace, you remain.

 

Eva

 

CVIII. Through Spiral Love

 

The ocean of vivid, passionate desire that floods us

Through the waves twisted in circles by the wind of desire…

Our hearts intertwine through spiral love!

From the root chakra to the tower, the serpent lights up in a wave.

 

With spiral touches of plasma kisses,

With a fruit of life, you put a live lock on me!

Sweet sensations of wings emerge from the locked tower.

The spirals of snakes, spinning wildly…

 

Oh, Lotus of the world! We have desired too much!

Eyes of spiral from the sphere, life in a circle of fruit, dance

Of the Grain of Life in the Sun, a spiral contradance,

You sewed me a wing of love, desire from the cubicle born!

 

You gave me love, unique plasma desires!

The Tree of Life blooms us seeds, from the bone!

Mute

 

CIX. “Take me, happiness, up high, and strike my temple with stars”

 

Why do you only love yourself, Ra?

The beauty is so zealous to be adored anywhere.

Mirrors and eyes ask, and they will even answer

That you are a prince of beauty, a pure archetype.

 

How, twin, your beauty is moaning in my splendor

Ethereal burning of mysteries, happiness and feelings

You have taken the place of the lost immortality in the world…

You, raise my state of the mortal sphere,

 

You happiness, your wing raises, burned Phoenix from ash,

Sonnet cadences squeeze rays from our souls;

And, maybe I will climb to the stars, alive and absorbed by you!

Strike my temple with stars, Ra, make me tor smoke,

 

Burning the root of gold, whole wars,

You, in your flight, gather the tor of peace from the flower of life.

Eva – You are given to throw your light through sonnet verses

 

CX. The Good News – Wrapped in its Sacred Armor!

 

You are given to throw your light through sonnet verses;

Arrows of bad, envious eyes at your splendid waste?

What your soul tears off in a moment of struggle,

But you remain the promised one, glorified by the girls.

 

Aton throws thousands of unforgivable crimes behind you,

Wanting to blacken you, a profit-seeking clique

Like those who, to look at the sun,

Put smoky shards on their venomous eyes;

 

You domesticate the war, put the magnificence in beasts,

You string the Evil obedient to your power,

You paint the living with your spectral colors

Your peace star is in the souls’ cage,

 

Nothing is stolen from the heritage of the tor of gifts,

The good news wraps you in its sacred armor.

Isis

CXII. Father Aton, flood us with Peace!

I adore you, every second!

From the rays emanates in the wind a fragrance,

Through the plasma beads in holy water,

Father Aton, flood us with Peace!

I desire you, every hour!

The corolla of wonders is in bloom

The world sings through Isis, sunny…

Sonnet of Rainbow with Peace in the hora.

I love you, every moment!

Through Ra’s eyes, the sky blossoms

And the Spirit reveals my Mystery

The Creator’s ray disperses!

From the flowering Peace, elevated,

The oasis of the soul is saved!

 

Mithra

CXIII. The rainbow beings know

Conscious Alchemy, Intention, hypothesis,

Transforming vibration into flight at the speed of light,

Harmony of emotions, beats of life flower.

Mystery is the key in the spiral of consciousness, even Intention,

Freedom is enlightenment, Wisdom is great,

Awareness, they drink Seeds of enlightenment,

Beloved Man, don’t forget, the Secret is pure Intention.

I, the small Universe, the Great Universe of Grace

Correlation, of inseparable light seen,

With the desire for Rose, dream of unseen light.

The mystery I am now penetrating is the law of creation.

To be one with the Source, you feel eternal in freedom,

To melt in it, shaping peace into reality.

 

Shanti

CXIV. The little soul, light flying

The little soul, light flying, right now

Becoming the Great Soul of Grace

Is the law of thought…the light of creation?

The mystery I am penetrating is the scent of the horizon’s soul…

Inseparable visible lights,

With Glitters – thought, wind of spark,

Of gushes – thought, Violet Spirit…

Golden-white-pink fog of unseen desires.

The superposition of space-time waves vibrates,

Until your consciousness comes into play,

Your wisdom…its collapse.

Consciousness collapses from void into live time.

Trills vibrate, waves, superstrings through Olympus,

Return to the Peace Spirit, the spiral of the space-time.

 

Shakti

CXV. Brotherhood, through His Word!

This world is a dream from the eternal endless,

Demiurgy created it, with His holy spirit,

The blue planet with His gentle spirit, Earth

Demiurge loves it alive, infinite!

Through the Holy Spirit, let us live together!

Man was created to live in His will,

With faith under the Shield-Spirit of the Lord.

Demiurge feels Everything when it thunders!

Man blinded by evil forgets that he is Demiurge

Like the fallen angel burns, scorches

But swears that he is a holy angel…loves,

Dresses in fire and vapor, lightning flows!

He will make light, Peace on Earth,

Fraternity will spread, through His Word!

CXVI. Heavenly Brotherhood

 

The heavenly brotherhood beyond compare,

A shield in times of hardship, helps you fare,

Where enmity finds no place, only much care,

Invincible fortress of love, rare and fair!

 

If you break a branch, punishment from all brothers you’ll bear,

Brotherhood is the Tree of Life, strengthened by rain and air,

Its power branches out to hold you when in despair,

The cross in the magical square of the Flower of Life is its affair.

 

The Universe’s law, from this Earth to there,

It’s a mother’s voice, sweet and full of repair,

It’s the squeezed myrrh from its forgiving tears,

For us to live like brothers in peaceful repair!

 

It’s the mother’s brave branch on which you build your dreams,

It’s the shoulder of the dream…the path that seems blocked it redeems!

Aton-Kepri-Ra-Atun

 

CXVII. Brotherhood instead of disastrous kingdoms…

 

If in aeons past the world was in bliss,

It could once again be for us to reminisce,

For everything buried is resurrected and kissed,

And the spiral returns to its matrix.

 

With much treachery, the dragon denies this,

Though Almighty God could change Earth into a heavenly bliss!

Brotherhood instead of disastrous kingdoms, this is the key,

Blind love would gain sight, we would worship the same deity,

Our common longing and desire for peace will never cease,

And ignorance under knowledge would decrease.

 

If “mine” and “yours” were to disappear,

This heavy burden would have much honor to revere.

 

The Chorus of Goddesses, Mithra-Isis-Eva-Shakti

 

Mithra

 

CXVIII. Transform yourself into Horus’ eye, Ra, Sun!

 

From the flower of life that bloomed in time’s wave,

Take the form of the Tree of Wisdom’s grove,

Stretch out your crown made of formlessness,

Throwing the goddess’s apple from Olympus above.

 

I sewed it with rainbow ropes,

To the gate of peace in the rainbow’s scope,

Through the eyes of Eris, inspire it to hope,

For it has captured the poisoned apple from heaven’s slopes.

 

If my time comes to fall from the circle of life…

Of the spiral flower of life, we two…

In your life, the lotus flower of another hue,

You, Isis, catch it from your half-circle rife!

 

It’s your turn to be the flower of life,

Transform yourself into Ra’s eye, Horus, Sun so bright!

 

Isis

 

CXIX. From Ra’s eye, I give birth to a sonnet,

Of life’s tree, on mother’s old branch I sit,

Its leaf and flower swaying alive, they fit,

From the mother’s breast…a new flight I permit.

 

The living tree laughed…a son too gentle,

Drinking the flower’s circle of light, so simple,

The flower, our last star-tor, divine,

From it, we squeeze thousands of memories and fine.

 

Listen to the holy cube’s waltz,

How from the flower, Aton breathes again,

The sacred crown is Amon’s ship to reign,

The star in my soul inspires me, and it exalts.

 

Isis and Horus prophesy a new poem,

From Ra’s eye, a living sonnet is born.

CXX. Isis and Horus prophetic dream poem

On the boat of life, on the old river of the mother,

The leaf of life and its flower were swaying,

The forehead full of worries was unravelling from longing,

Drinking from the mother’s breast, we sip a new stream…

The tree of life laughed with great wisdom,

The flower of life drank the circle of light,

Its leaf is our last star of roots,

From it we squeeze living sonnets into memories…

Listen how the holy sonnet waltzes

How the spirit of Aton blows through the leaves,

The holy crown in the boat of Amon,

The muse inspires the poet’s spirit.

Isis and Horus prophetic dream poem…

From the eye of Ra, I craft a living sonnet.

Shakti

CXXI. Aton, the incarnation of the liveliest sonnet

When you are the incarnation of the liveliest sonnet!

I write sonnets to you… my desire is futile,

Nature did not make you; instead, in its supreme art,

The Eternal One writes you with a poet’s pen.

How deeply your eyes rhyme with the green summer breeze,

And your lips are the rhyme of the sweet aurora,

Alive in the flesh with the light like twin sisters…

And the spirit, a rainbow of fire, without burden,

As the verse is smoothed into orbit, it rises

A dream of beauty, to bind in harmonies

Twin arms like two melodies:

Immortal stanza of the heart, made of flowers.

You encompass and take with you a vast and unique glory,

Prophetic sonnets you utter when you conclude.

Postlude

The author

CXXII. I have conceived beginnings for you

From the white ravine, I spin beginnings,

From a mist and a sun in glitters,

Everything in itself is a song of experiences.

When in the heart swarms of butterflies,

Dance on the waves of your spirit,

Newly-born, full of impetus,

As it transmutes in the circle of another wind.

I have conceived a different world,

Awakened in a rhombus of longing, in a rose universe,

Black pearls give birth to verses under a smile,

Where I do not write sonnets but jokes.

Desire fills my arteries,

Joy sculpts in my temples!

CXXIII. The prayer of longing

To be able to conquer anywhere,

And at any time, you are bone of God’s bone,

Able to create whatever you desire, in difficulty.

Always tasting the fecund desires.

I feel you starting the flight of dewy life,

So that there will be no war in the world,

Meant to pour peace through you,

Exhaling instead of a plague, peace to you.

A new destiny takes us out of our pains,

Gives us new powers generously,

Through which other summers can smile.

And from pains, through trance, pleasures come.

It is time to change to another future,

To sip peace with the longing of the cross.

CXXIV. In the precious desire

At first, intention was given to me

From the most precious desire

Feeling it deeply, I sing lucky,

Guiding my energy through attention…

And I sip again the whirlwind of ages

Through an optimistic thought in green,

Reborn from the cube, the living torus!

A new dream inspired by the tornado.

I saw myself at first, but suddenly

I forgot that I am a drop from the Abyss

Even if now I live in a dream.

I wanted my purpose of peace to be able

To climb the spiral of my goal

From the sun, the petal of the flower of life!

 

CXXV. Spiraling desire

Blessed spiral gates,

Dancing moments that accompanied me,

I feel how you lead me towards the sunny

Since the soul of the torus beats with a new pulse

White drops of time, a circle of glory to you

Because you are not afraid to perish in the nimbus

When you sort through the gates of spirals

My existence a new seed!

From my flower I pick dew in circles

You understood that I am not the finite drop

But a spiral of infinite desire

A sphere spiraling through time showers me,

So that I can taste the green years

And offer love from the blossoming dawn.

 

CXXVI. Desire for peace

In order to fulfill my instant desire

For peace, from the circle, I transmute it into a belief

I am reborn, vibrating through it to endure…

Feeling it in my spirit, my whole being.

My soul flies out of the cube in a trance

Giving the universe the peace of the torus,

Calling us all to weave it through verse.

Eternal peace is our woven chance…

Autumn drips fulfillment into my soul

Letters flying in a spiral of moments,

From the autumn of life, you sing us peace, gently.

Not just serenades of love.

Happy Autumn, Joyful, you sing,

In the Torus of peace, forever we remain.

CXXVII. White Spiral

 

May it forever be a pure Flower

And may its soul be illuminated,

After burying its mortal, living time,

Its being shall be purified!

Its spirit shall be eternal in light,

Without feeling that it has darkened,

The sun buried in the hole

Weaves a root for the flower of life.

May its Seed always be our guide

To a new tree in another new Universe

Whose trunk we feel in every verse

Come out through Yourself, You are the Labyrinth!

Just when you thought the Tree was gone,

Ra, through the trunk, blew a white Spiral.

 

CXXVIII. Peace in the Tornado

 

You are a soul, you inspire a dream when you stay in the sphere

Desiring to become the tornado in destiny,

A new source of peace in the midst of love,

You begin to attract everything that is offered to you.

You are a soul, you exhale a scent when you extinguish living fires

From the spiral eyes of the fountain,

You care little that in your dream you fly easily.

When you hear the peace in the tornado’s buds

You are a soul, you breathe the peace of the hermit

Reborn, you touch its vibrant strings

The spark of love does not fade away

Flying happily on the star of peace.

You are at peace if your soul sings

If the love around you is sacred.

 

CXXIX. Be a Warm Smile

 

Be tolerant with everyone, from your sphere

So you can become the core of unspoken words.

Be the eye of the Tornado, warmly grateful,

Turn what is offered to you into peace.

Be forgiving to all, even if they light fires

You come into the house of the fountain eyes,

Your spirit touches them easily,

David’s star, bursting with buds.

Be a magnet for everyone, it is your destiny

Absorb kisses instead of revenge,

Give everyone another chance…

Blow happiness sincerely to everyone!

Be like a mother to everyone, cry for their wounds,

Be a warm smile of healing to the flower in their blood.

 

CXXX. I Will Be a Star

 

I will be a star, DESTINY, to absorb you through the years

From a flight in which I floated towards the goal

Feeling that one day we will sing with zeal.

For my entire life has had a vivid sense

To absorb your splendor that I understand.

I will be a star, DREAM, to waltz through the sky,

Living today a tomorrow that was not a mystery

Lotus kissing was a whole.

To dream in the green grass, among flowers,

The seeds of life, pulsating quasar,

I will be a star, LOVE, to smell with grace

Reliving with passion the joys of dawn.

You have been for me the most splendid dream

I will be a star, HOPE, for you to come, as promised.

CXXXI. Holy Light from the Mountain

Beyond the flow of time and the thoughts of the gods,

There is the Living and Eternal Mountain, from which everything eternally and vividly flows,

Everything and nothing are His breath with a scent that can

Create everything that reflects in our eyes.

The empty and full are His hands, eternal and felt in everything,

The movement and stillness are His feet, in everything,

Nowhere and everywhere is His center, I hear, smell everything,

And His face is the Light from the Mountain, I see it eternally in everything.

As lightning gives birth to light and thunder from it,

Nothing is created without light, which is given to all,

Everything that comes from it takes shape and comes to life.

The fire that flows is like the human mind, a shield.

It passes from the word of man to his action as thought,

The Light of the Mountain is His thought, the holy thought like a kiss.

 

CXXXII. Pay Attention

The most precious city in the eternal darkness of unknown worlds

Light brings Life through the word, the will of the Mountain’s Life.

It is the desire from its heart, the Cone of man’s intention

That ignites the fire by which everything around us is created.

The Mountain’s Power begins with the unspoken word, a bulb

That sprouts, not even visible when it takes its breath of life.

The earth gives it food, water gives it strength and life.

The light of the seed is what raises it, the will of the bulb.

Pay attention to evil thoughts, avoid them while alive….for life,

Let them go like lightning, as they came, in the ice,

Of vain words, of lies; blow the spirit into the mist,

For it leads you to unnatural things, avoid them while alive!

Like the rose of the Mountain that covers your eyes, you are in the fog.

Like the spider’s web for the soul of the seed, a sip of life.

 

CXXXIII. I, the Peace of the World

I have painted letters in verse and in holy song,

I have sculpted in it my pink soul

Or the spirit that I have savored with passion and flavor in living words.

I feel it alive like a sacred balm

That will forever last in your pink longing

To soothe you from your deaf common pain.

Peace for the whole world, not just one people!

I have hope that your beloved descendants,

If they have a good destiny destined for their lands

Far from your paradise mouth,

They will be blessed, good and huge.

Do you feel it is getting harder here,

Because your fellow beings have become wicked and tiny?!

 

CXXXIV. A Drop of Light

If everything is against us

If I smell my bundle of diseases,

I seek solace on my knees,

From you, Holy Merciful One.

We have given away our wealth,

Giving it as a gift to the poor,

Growing ourselves from a barren altar,

That has brought us peaceful comfort,

Be our soil towards the Glory of Him,

Tell Him that we are good and righteous,

That we feel His love in our hearts,

Penetrating like lava.

We have all sung prayers,

Pour miracles into my love!

CXXXV. Blue Lotus Demiurgy

 

A unique one of deep passions locked up:

From each syllable I make a Lotus of longing…

In every word, a poem hides a magic.

 

If I could inject love through my veins like a deluge,

It wouldn’t be as much as a rhyme where I’ve reflected…

And the mysteries of light I lock up in a word.

If you’re a poet, a pearl reveals the ocean to you.

 

No trumpets of praise or love drums,

But the symphony of the world in the shell of a sonnet,

With a heart bowed to Aton, you listen discreetly…

The mystery of a Lotus captured in verse like in chains.

 

Because I am Penelope, I spin them like in Odyssey,

Reading them, you feel the fierce dance of Salome..